When I thought about this, oh my God did it ever send a shooting pain down my entire body and make me nauseous. I just knew there was no way the Christmas picture would happen without at least one person crying, more than likely said person would be me.
Why put my family through that? Why put myself through that? Was a photograph that important? Last year I would've said yes; this year I am learning to alter my expectations of what I am supposed to do. I am supposed to have fun, right? I am supposed to create a feeling for my children, one of love and ok-ness. Not trauma for a picture.
So this year I went a different route. I enlisted the help of my extremely talented little sis and asked her to do our card. This is what she came up with. I won't tell you how long it took her, because it would make you sick (20 minutes)
She captured everyone just as well as a camera would, even more so I would say. See, I let go. I let go of the idea that I had to have a Christmas family photograph and got something waaaayyy better.