EDINBURGH, Scotland, December 23, 2017 (LifeSiteNews) – I know the true meaning of Christmas is Baby Jesus, but I never have time for Baby Jesus when I have so much Christmas stuff to do. By Midnight Mass I am so tired, I always fall asleep when the congregation sits for the homily and wake up when we stand to sing the Nicene Creed.
This year, however, is unprecedented in that my husband is recovering from brain surgery and I began working full-time in May. Those past Advents during which I addressed fifty Christmas cards, baked dozens of cookies, and prepared both Christmas Eve and Christmas Day feasts held a lot of available time that I no longer have. Parents who work full-time jobs and yet still manage to prepare beautiful Christmas celebrations for their families are heroes to me.
“I’m not preparing for Christmas until work stops on Friday,” I announced, both aloud and on social media, but what I really meant was that I was not going to send Christmas cards, bake cookies, get a tree, or wrap presents until then. I have had just too much to do: writing for LifeSiteNews, doing the housework,
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