Today is Christmas. Our family was together. There are many families that aren’t together. We have been that family (for 3 years in a row) in the past. I feel like every year I age, the meaning of Christmas means something a little different to me.
I have had several friends in the past few years lose a close family member. It changes holidays. I remember the pain after my dad died. It was such an adjustment. I feel for them.
I am thankful that we got to see our family at Christmas. Every year something memorable happens.
Paul got us the best “matching” towels. I look forward to using them up at camp. We aren’t always a politically correct couple (I know…you are shocked). But this is a gift that keeps n giving with the laughter, giggles and contagious nature of the lack of maturity and total silliness that follows.
We had a quiet and pleasant afternoon with my Mom and Gene. We had pizza and brownies. It was a low stress day.
Penny’s Christmas gift was that she got to come up to bed with me for some girl time. She LOVED it. Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.
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