Christmas Eve
This is Christmas Eve of 2025.
The world should be getting ready for the biggest birthday party ever. I can only speak for myself.
When I think of the events in my life, it takes my breath away. I could not have come through it alone without that birth in a manger. I know that my Savior had his hand on my shoulder during the choices I made along the years of my life, during the results of those choices. I never traveled alone.
Christmas celebrations are very unique to each of us. It seems fitting that Dennis and I are home, in our home safe and sound. We have had the huge events in times gone during Christmas . . . been there, done that.
This early afternoon, Dennis was having a pre-supper snack of a peanut butter sandwich and I was enjoying apple slices coated in peanut butter. It was never about what was going on at Stauffer Avenue. Without any discussion, Dennis and I knew we would be doing Christmas the way it felt right for the two of us . . . quietly. We were and are truly thrilled that the six kids would be doing their thing, making their own traditions.
The best gift that we can give our families is that they know we are here, safely and happily at home.
Merry Christmas from Dennis and Mom.
With that I will take my leave. ♥