2010 christmas letter

December 2010 Merry Christmas from the Gordon Dykstra Family! I say this every Christmas, but it bears repeating: I love this time of year. One of the things that make it special is hearing from you and learning how the year was for you. We’re not the greatest at keeping in close contact with all our friends, but I try to connect at least once a year just to communicate that we still think of... Read more →


2009 christmas letter

December 2009 Merry Christmas from the Gordon Dykstra Family! I say this every year, but it bears repeating: I love this time of year and one of the things that make it special is hearing from you and learning how the year was for you. We’re not the greatest at keeping in close contact with our friends, but I try to connect at least once a year just to communicate that we still think of... Read more →


a homemade christmas

I think these cookies turned out pretty. The reindeer, well, not so pretty. Hannah wanted a new funky bag for the library. This is it. The girls and Gordon do the gingerbread house thing. I just stay out of the way. I like our fabric gift-bags that scream, "we're saving the planet one gift at a time." :-) I don't have pictures of the ornaments I made this year, but trust me, they're cute. The... Read more →


memory tree

Christmas trees are a beautiful thing. I like to think of them as lights pointing heavenward. So many trees are majestically big and dynamic. Mine isn't huge, it's actually on the small side. Yet still I wouldn't trade my Christmas tree for any beautiful tree in the world. My tree is 100% memories, precious memories. That's why I call it my memory tree. One of our family traditions is getting a family ornament every year... Read more →


angels

I just took down the Christmas tree. But before I did, I sat and looked at it to see if I could conjure up a poem. This is a tradition I started last year (hopefully I can maintain it); a poem that is Christmas tree related. My Christmas tree is very personal, so I wanted to capture some of the memories. Again, I'll say what I say every time I write a poem: I am... Read more →


boxing day

(Deborah, Rachael, Hannah, Frodo, Lucy 2005) Today is Boxing Day. Every country settled by the English, except the US, celebrates Boxing Day. I had never heard of Boxing Day until I met Gordon. But now I recognize it nearly with as much celebratory gusto as Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. Boxing Day originated in England and some say it was the day that servants were given off. They worked Christmas Day, but were given a... Read more →


cold and christmasy

(Rachael, Deborah, Hannah 2006) Merry Christmas! We have had a wonderful wonderful day. It's been fun and relaxing. Gordon and I have commented several times today about our girls being great gift givers. They obviously studied their subjects before buying gifts and gave every one gifts they will enjoy. This is saying a lot in this household. When Rachael, Hannah, and Deborah were much younger, they were selfish Christmas shoppers. Their unspoken motto was, "It's... Read more →


let the festivities begin

(Our family, Christmas 1997. How do you like Gordon's Mr. Bean (or is that Gumby) stance?) I have to admit, I've been kind of blue this wonderful season. I usually get into the festivities; decorating, baking, guests, blah, blah, blah. But this year has been kind of bah hum bug. I kept trying to get excited, but I never quite accomplished it. Tonight at the Christmas Eve Candlelight Service, the Christmas spirit awakened in my... Read more →


a christmas story, by hannah

To perceive Christmas through its wrapping becomes more difficult every year. -- E. B. White Is it everywhere or just the pagan city I live in? Christmas is so not a religious thing anymore. I have seen no front yard nativity scenes anywhere. None. Zero. Zilch. It was this way last year too and I told Gordon I wanted to have one made for our yard, but I never did. I wish I had carried... Read more →


bah hum bug

I'm feeling blue. Lethargic, unmotivated, yuk. I put up the Christmas tree early in the week and I've been melancholy since. It's my first year without Stephanie's ornaments on my tree. It's part of a tradition I started when she was a baby. Furthermore, it's a very very dumb tradition, at least that is how I'm feeling right now. (Stephanie's Senior picture) Every year each child gets a new "special ornament." Then one day in... Read more →


merry christmas

(Smore time. Deborah, Hannah, Rachael, 2005) We are on chocolate overload. At this point (I know this emotion is fleeting) I never want to see another chocolate. I have a reputation for loving chocolate and I've definitely had my share over the past couple days. We were awakened by the girls around five this morning. I was pretty grumpy and told everyone to go back to bed. At seven we got up and found them... Read more →


no presents under the tree - yet

(Frodo 2005) People often ask why we don't have presents under the tree. Well it so happens that I have a very good reason. For one, where would Frodo sleep if there were presents under the tree? He has claimed this spot as his own. Doesn't he look cute? But the real reason I don't put the presents out is because I am trying to teach the children that presents aren't what Christmas is about.... Read more →


christmas eve at the dykstra home

(Deborah, 2005) It's been another delightful day. We had our big Christmas meal today. After plenty of time allowing it to digest, Gordon took Rachael and Hannah to see Narnia. Deborah and I stayed behind for some quality time together. I wanted to see Narnia too, but Deborah didn't. We've heard from several people that Deborah looks like Lucy on Narnia. Since Deborah doesn't like the way Lucy sounds like she looks in the book,... Read more →


christmas eve 2005

We started our Christmas festivities tonight. First we had a "finger-food" dinner with wine (non- alcoholic) then we watched Ernest Saves Christmas. When that was over we took hot chocolate and went to view Christmas lights. It's been a fun-filled family evening. (Hannah and Deborah, 2005) Read more →


the light

I sit in silence The ticking of the clock is the only distraction The fir tree in the corner lights the darkness with delicate intrusion "He is your light," they say "He lights the way" "His light drives the darkness away." His light is His gift to me. My gift to Him? Receive His light. Let Him light my dark path. He is in my darkness. Only in darkness can I experience the the dawning... Read more →