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Trying to modify my attitude
while changing the date once again
for the Christmas gathering of my family.
Thoughts of “Why am I always the one
who needs to accommodate others’ plans?
Why can’t we have a tradition set in stone
so I don’t go through this each year?”
Frustration layers upon resentment
till I just want to go to bed
and stay there till the onset of the new year.
Then I gaze upon your face, sweet Mother,
and I ponder your long journey to Bethlehem
while being heavily laden with your divine Babe.
Your Immaculate Heart overcame
any questions concerning the reason
for this journey of 80 miles,
just to be counted for the greedy King
and his tax-filled purse.
I ask your intercession now, Holy Mother,
to help me remember that there are 12 days of Christmas,
not just the eve of Christmas and your birthday on the 25th,
and to ask your Son to send me the grace
in order that our family’s Christmas get-together
will be filled with thoughts
of the reason for the celebration-
Jesus’ birth and our gratitude for your “yes.”