I have been meaning to write here in my blog for many days now. Time has been sliding through my fingers like quicksilver and before I knew it Christmas came and I still hadn’t gotten this piece written. Gentle reader, please forgive my tardiness. I shall try to do better in the new year. Oh, and please note that I have added a place for you to sign up to be notified of a new entry. Saves you from having to check back all the time.
So with that stuff out of the way….
There was an e-mail going around for a bit where the recipient would use one word to describe the sender. The recipient would then send the e-mail off to their friends and gather descriptions of themselves. It really was humbling to read the one word used to describe you. Who knew that folks could think so highly of you? And these are folks that have seen you on bad days and at your worst…..it boggles the mind.
But what I realized the most from this little exercise it that every friend I have is a bright and shining star in the darkest of nights. That their spirits illuminate so fully that you can burn yourself on the brilliance and love. And I also realized that I don’t tell them enough how much they mean to me and how awesome they truly are. Now there is a good chance that if you are reading this you are one of the bright shining spirit that I am so privileged to have in my life. So let me say it here…
Thank you.
Thank you for being exactly who you are, because that is absolutely perfect. The world would be a much grimmer place without you in it and I am honored that you have shared part of yourself with me.
Thank you for your gifts so freely given. I am rich because of you.
And now, here are a few more pictures from our Christmas tree.
This dear Santa is made of porcelain. If you look closely at the trim at the bottom of his robe you will notice that is is sort of beige rather than white. When I bought him years ago he came from a store that had been through a fire. While most of him cleaned up fairly well that part of his trim is a standing reminder how precious each day as we never know what is coming around the next corner.
This sweet ornament was given to me by its maker, the very talented Belinda Schneider. I just love the tiny Nativity.
Here is one of the three wee porcelain bells I managed to talk my Grandmother Miller out oh so many years ago. They are very dear to me for Grandma has been gone many years now. I wish the photo could show you how charming they really are. They still proudly bear the original ribbon and of course when they are shaken they tinkle gaily and remind me of the line from "It's a Winderful Life" of an angel getting its wings.
And here is a poor photo of our little Christmas tree. Other than the glass ornaments most of the ornaments has a story behind it, either who made it or where it comes from. Its lights helped warm our heart during the long dark nights.
I hope your Christmas was lovely. And may your New Year be joyous and bright!
p.s. Please forgive any typos as my oldest cat, Zelda is here in my arms trying to help (or not) me type.
p.s.s. And for some reason I am currently unable to get this whole entry in the nice green color. I have tried but it will only let me do one word at a time. So I am leaving the rest of this in black. Life it too short to sweat the small stuff. Peace.
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