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It's That Time of Year Again

It's that time of year again 'Fa La Laing' and 'tiz the season to be jolly.' I always loved Christmas time, but not for the reason you think(:. Sure presents are fun and I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy giving and receiving them, but that isn't the best part. When I was little, I loved to listen to my father read the Christmas story on Christmas morning right out of Luke 2. Then we would open presents eat good stuff and spend the whole day together. It was the only day of the year I could count on us all being together and getting along. That all changed of course when my father moved out, but my brother read the story that first year without him and we tried to act as normal as possible. The last Christmas we spent together (all together) my parents got a real tree for the first time in years. It was really special. I admit that for a few years Christmas was a little bit sad and sometimes now still is, but not like it was. Now I have my own husband and children. I also have a whole bunch of other family and friends to embrace. Change doesn't always come easy for me, but eventually I adjust and see the silver lining. Which gets me to the other stuff. I am so thankful for God's love and mercy. My heavenly Father will always be there. He will never leave me. That has been my comfort and hope for so many years and will continue to be.

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  1. UnknownNovember 29, 2010 at 5:51 AM

    Had a lovely visit with you all this weekend. Praying for a safe return home today.

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