358/365 ~ Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time. ~Laura Ingalls Wilder
Having breakfast at Mama & Daddy's on Christmas Eve has become a tradition. How wonderful it is to start off the day at their home with Mama's homemade biscuits and gravy, scrambled and fried eggs, apples, jellies, bacon and sausage. It's a meal fit for a king on a day we celebrate Our Savior's birth.
I love sitting around after we eat telling at least a few stories from our childhood. My sister and I really did have it good. My dad worked hard for a living and my mama made sure we were well fed and taken care of. Every day I see others not as fortunate and I thank God he gave me the best parents in the world.
On Thursday, Frank and I traveled to Hazelwood to dig up a grapevine for Daddy's new backyard. My Uncle GL's sister, Ruby Lee, offered up some pink rooted vines and some cuttings from her Concord Blue Vine. One thing we didn't know until we had time to visit with her was that the vines she was sharing came from property that originally belonged to some of my dad's kin. I love that we were able to get him a vine that has a family history.
Thank you, Ruby Crumpler for the visit and the grapevines. We both had a wonderful time getting to sit with you for a while and so appreciate you sharing your stories and the grapevines with us. Daddy is very happy and hopefully they will take root and weave our families together even more. Merry Christmas. We Love you!
357/365 ~ Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near. ~John Keble
What a beautiful "Sonrise" I drove to work by this Christmas Eve Eve. Its radiant light lit up the front of this church so beautifully, of course I had to stop. Storm clouds were passing over and the rain of the last few days was ending and even though I saw no rainbow I easily saw His promise.
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