"Mary kept all these things to herself, holding them dear, deep within herself." from a paraphrase of Luke 2 in The Message
Some of the things I treasure from my Christmas --
My little girl asking over and over again to be lifted to see the lovely German Christmas pyramid in a shoppe window we often pass to look at "her little Lord Jesus."
How she called the twinkle lights in the neighbors' yards "honeybugs".
The simple little Christmas eve service at my church decorated with discarded strands of Christmas lights and filled with the sounds of two friends making lovely music.
Making glistening lemon sandwich cookies with Audrey for our friends.
A mid-December feast filled with warmth and good conversation with people who have grown very dear to me.
Wrapping and cleaning late into the night, night after night, with my husband
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Now she is three
Three years ago at this time, I was settling into a pancake breakfast at the hospital, and this sweet little girl, just three hours old, was putting smiles on all the faces that saw her. Today she is a big girl who wanted me to hide her birthday presents and give her clues so that she could find them. And she still puts smiles on our faces. Happy birthday, Audrey.
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