And Christmas came...

May the celebration of our Savior’s birth, the true reason for Christmas, bring you peace, joy and hope

As we wait for a call from the Toronto transplant team, life continues to be full at the Campbell house.

Our Christmas celebrations consisted of attending the Christmas Eve service at our church followed by a family and friends gathering at Margaret and John’s, Alan sister and husband. Getting up on Christmas day was slow, and that was a first at the Campbell house. As usual, we all sat around the tree and began opening presents from the youngest to the oldest, one at a time, as it is our tradition.  It was a relax morning.

We hosted the Campbell family Christmas dinner at our place. All who came brought delicious food to contribute to the feast, and what a feast it was. Hélène had her wish for a white Christmas come through when it started to snow in the mid-afternoon. All the young adults decided to go for a walk and of course, she would join in. But, walking in the snow while pulling a portable oxygen compressor is not exactly what we’d call light duty. She got the royal treatment. Like everyone, she bundled up then sat in our long sled with her oxygen while others took turns at pulling her around. And from what I heard, they took quite great pleasure in giving her some speedy rides and spins. They had lots of fun, took pictures and we heard stories of how some took advantage of the fact that she would not retaliate by running after them if they through snow at her. I can remember that feeling of snow, slowly dripping down my neck while my brother or friends would laugh. Well, she too experienced that but it was all worth it.

In Hélène’s video, I mentioned how she always looks for ways to capture events, special moments or even regular moments; how she can turn something that is ordinary into extraordinary. She did it again on Christmas day. She gave us the gift of laughing. We laughed so hard that our jaws and stomach were hurting and to quote her sister Mary “we laughed so much that we may wake up with a six pack tomorrow”. She’d received a couple of pair of silly glasses from a friend that morning and made it her mission to photograph every single one of us wearing them. So in our front foyer was Hélène sitting on a chair, camera in hand, while the rest of us were wearing silly glasses, making ridiculous faces and fools of ourselves. It was great and priceless, thank you Leanna…

This simple thing brought Hélène and family many dimples …