Kinda got behind here. For one old lady I have gotten to busy. Guess that is what helps keep me young. But darn it does not make the "cracks" in my face go away. I no longer have wrinkles--cracks. One little guy in my Sunday School class calls them cracks.
The birth of our Lord is on the way. The real meaning of Christmas gets lost in all the advertising and push on the TV. I loved Christmas as a kid. We did not have much but were happy. We made a lot of our gifts and also the decorations on the tree. No tree here only a ceramic one made by our deceased daughter in 1980 for use in our Airstream travel trailer. Made a Christmas tree from our cactus in the front. After all this is the desert. . Last week it was 88 degrees. To warm for this time of year.
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