Hello Everyone,
It’s just a few days before Christmas and I woke up this morning thinking maybe I need to schedule what all I need to get done before FRIDAY. Oh my goodness, I never realized Christmas was so close. I thought I had a ton of time. But, no. I must get busy as I am sure all of you do.
But, alas, I can’t stop thinking of all of you and how you have blessed this business this year. What a wonderful year we’ve had and April (The Added Touch) and I can’t thank you enough. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Now I must get out to the shop and start packing up the little bit of Christmas we’ve had left and get ready for my Friday night (tonight!) celebration in the shop for my extended family. My brother and sisters, with some of their children, will be here. It’s great to spend a few hours with them catching up on what’s new in their lives and sharing memories of my mom and dad. Even sharing the memories of all the Christmases they made so special while they were alive.
I so now appreciate all the late Christmas eve’s my mom spent the day getting all the food together and the Christmas gifts wrapped, the place settings planned for and all the glorious “stuff” that goes into making the holidays special for those we love.
At our house, we have a serious side to our celebration as well as the frivolity that goes with the season. I’m looking forward to celebrating the true meaning of Christmas of that baby in a manger, who turned out to be, not just any baby. But, the Savior, Christ the Lord.
And I know, that at the end of the season, I will be sick of all the celebrating, sick of stuffing ourselves, sick of being nice—yes sometimes I just want to be my normal self.😁
Then I take a big sigh of relief and enjoy all over again the bounty that the Lord of Christmas has given me. I’ll relive all the “gay, happy meetings when friends came to call.” I’ll relive the sleigh rides I took if only “in my dreams.” I’ll relive the “baby it’s cold outside” times with my wonderful husband. I’ll relive the make-believe moments with my grandchildren when we have to decide who’s “up on the housetop.”
But most of all I’ll remember the “O Come Let Us Adore Him” moments I spent, mostly in private, as I truly do celebrate the true meaning of Christmas. May God bless your Christmas celebrations.
We love you all and are grateful for your business as well as friendship.
Debbie and April
