Tuesday, December 26, 2017

For it is in giving that we receive.

Francis of Assisi

Gerry and I enjoyed a lovely Christmas morning at home, complete with stockings in bed and gift opening by the light of the non-traditional tree. Mid-morning, we journeyed to nearby Vernon where we spent some time with Gerry’s mom (who was not having a good day at all), then spent the afternoon and early evening enjoying food, fun, and laughter with his sister and her husband. Phone calls from kids peppered and seasoned the day perfectly. Apart from the massive heartburn, I declared it to be a simply wonderful Christmas.

Today, looking forward to kids and grandkids.



I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
1 comment
  1. Still thinking about your non-traditional tree and the ones I saw here. Cannot decide whether I can give up the tree my parents gave me more than 30 years ago. It still looks nice and almost real–Doublas Fir. It was theirs first before they decided to spend winters in Arizona.

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