I look back at this month and I am amazed at what a person can accomplish while being sick. Between you and me, that is probably why it has taken so long to recover. If nothing else the stress can kill you. You think you are not under any stress but it creeps up on you in the night and when you are lying there lamenting over family dynamites that you can do nothing about and you find yourself writing on your blog at three in the morning. And for all the stress and worry you find that prayers can be answered and in the end HIS birth and atonement is all that matters. We ARE family and nothing can ever change that.
Christmas Eve was wonderful. Every minute of it. The family gathering, scrumptious food, laughter, and yes the presents were enjoyed, especially the gifts from the heart, of course they all were. The late night reunion with long lost family was pure and sweet.
Ryan spent hours making the most incredible marble game. The kids, as well as the adults loved it. I thought he just brought it to play with but when he was leaving I tried to send it home with him when he informed me that it wasn’t much, but it was for Grandma and Grandpa’s house….ooooh!
The hours of service I was able to render to my darling daughter and the rest of my family were well spent. Christmas morning blessed us with treasured moments of glee and excitement as Joshua, Lukas, Noah (especially Noah and his sweet tears of joy) and Amanda experienced the excitment of Santa. Thank you Kami and Joe for allowing us to share these precious times with your family through the years.
Karl generously gifted me with a Nikon 5000 camera. As you can see by the pictures that were taken I have a lot to learn. The ones at Kami’s are blurry while the ones Sami took look great. It’s good it comes with eighteen classes from Inkley’s.
Kort was truly my hero this Christmas season. He seemed to be everywhere, either fixing my car (more to come about that happening), spending late hours at Kami and Joe’s helping with the remodel or finding the snow blade for his dad’s 4-wheeler and making sure it was installed and ready to surprise his Pop. And not to mention the great prime-rib and amazing dinner he and Shelly prepared Christmas night.
Kay where are you? With all the pictures that were taken I couldn’t find one of your cute face. Were you hiding?
The sweet matriarchic of our family was feeling well enough to be with us this year. At the age of 90 we are not sure just how many Christmas Eve’s we will be able to share with her but for the moment this one was special. She has spent hour after hour in her younger years hand embroidering the most beautiful cloth dolls. I have always treasured them knowing the art of hand work myself and appreciating the time it takes. Luella brought me to tears this year as she presented me with the bride and groom that have adorned her curio cabinet for more than two decades. “THANK YOU” from the bottom of my heart. I will treasure them for the rest of my life.
MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!
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