The love of family, the love of tradition, the wreath on the door, the tree covered with treasured ornaments that combine the homemade children’s ornaments — to treasures on the tree dating back almost 80 years, are part of the glue that holds the family together, making each Christmas another memory. Specially chosen gifts — searched out for their meaning for each person who receives them is a part of that tradition. To me it says to each and every one: I care for you, I love you, and no matter how small it may be, it fits the person well - a token of my caring. For the opening of the gifts is a passing thing - part of the tradition. But the feeling of those who have gathered together in the joy and harmony of the moment is what will leave the true memory. At this moment, we are all one - real family or not, a part of family and cherished. And while there may be the fire in the fireplace, it is the warmth in the room that touches the heart forever. And so it will be this year - and always.

I keep trying, but not being very successful this year. I really can’t find the words to describe how I’m feeling……… Maybe I’m just feeling empty………….. In the past Christmas was always my favorite time of the year. I loved the decorations……….the shopping………..the cooking The sharing of time with my big family. Now that I can’t do all those things anymore and most of my family are gone. I guess the feeling of loneliness is just not a feeling I’m familiar with. So many new and strange feelings I’ve never had before. Well, I think I need to heed my own words and get off my butt and do something to start feeling more upbeat. I’ve never been a cryer, but this past week I think I cry at almost everything……..even commercials on TV…..LOL I think I will feel better Christmas day………..playing with my great grandsons. spending the day with my granddaughter and my sister. Life moves on……. Merry Merry Christmas to me and all of you……….