Due to my dad settling into a new health care regimen, he wasn’t able to travel to NY for the holidays as we had planned. Although we were just in Michigan for Thanksgiving, Jen, Grace and I decided to return to Michigan to spend the holidays with my parents. I know my mom wanted us to go ahead and see the cousins, but it was important to spend this family time together.
Because we made last minute changes to our flights, we ended up on a redeye from SF to Detroit, leaving shortly after saying our farewell to Elin. In addition to seeing the grandparents and aunt Jen, the kids were also excited to see Blue. They took some turns taking him for walks and to the park. It was the warmest Christmas I can ever recall in Michigan and no one was really complaining about missing a white Christmas.
We didn’t want my mom to feel like she was hosting and feeding us, so we planned a lot of meals out. Christmas Eve dinner was at Eddie V’s. Jen, Grace and mom did spend most of Christmas cooking for dinner at home, which was beautiful. My mom’s bestie, Mia, joined our family for dinner.
Once again, the kids got too much stuff from all the relatives. For this reason, we don’t often get them anything, but what we did get them was purchased pre-owned from Mercari. They were thrilled.
On the 26th, we went downtown for lunch and ate at San Morello, where Melanie and Nick took us in August. We ran into some old friends who were also visiting from the Bay Area. On the way home, I wanted to show the kids where Jen and I lived before moving to West Bloomfield in 1973. We lived on two streets, Margaret and Savannah, between Woodward Ave. and John R. My parents couldn’t remember the exact number or house, which likely didn’t exist anymore as only about 20% of the original houses are still standing in this significantly blighted area. I wanted to give Olivia and Lucas some perspective, not only for where they live, but also for our family’s humble beginnings.
Friday evening, we met up with the Feleses for an evening at Top Golf. It was our first time and a lot of fun. Uncle Nick’s swing is as beautiful as Fred Couples’. Olivia was invited to an impromptu sleepover with Eve and had a lot of fun. Although they rarely see each other, the kids always pick up where they left off.
Saturday, we celebrated my dad’s 84th birthday at Benihana. I’m glad to say he’s doing a lot better than he was when I saw him at Thanksgiving. We’re thankful for all the time the kids were able to spend with them this year and hope they can come visit us in California again, soon.