Christmas greetings from my cozy little apartment
|It's time once again to bring those dusty boxes down from the attic and see what's been waiting inside. Now where are those Christmas memories.|
Oh, yes... I remember these beautiful red bubbles trimmed in gold . Mom brought them over one year, hidden in a shopping bag that she held behind her back. Ever since I was a little girl, she would surprise me that way and say, "Which hand?" Thank you, Mom. I still get a thrill when you come by and play that funny little game with me.
|And here's another one she gave me, that I keep out all year.|
|I bought a branch of crystals just the other day... but where, oh where shall I put them was the question I asked myself. And what do you think I found... that old pink Christmas tree that I nearly threw away.|
|Here's "amother" Christmas memory ...Guess who gave me these?|
|I found the baby Jesus and I found the angel too. But where is Joseph... where's Mary... and what ever did I do with the manger? |
The little neighbor girl said that Mary and Joseph must be out Christmas shopping while the angel is babysitting Jesus.
|And the old pink crumpled roses... what shall I do with these? Two little magic words; |
glue and glitter.
I've decked out every tree...
I've added a touch of Christmas,
to every thing I see.
These are the reflections of Christmas past.
And Cheers to the future...
It's gonna be a blast!
(I know the last line is corny... but it rhymes.)
I moved my last child to college a few months ago. Now it's just me
and the cats. And I didn't know if I would be putting up a tree this year.
Ho... Ho... Ho...
look what happened... It's Christmas everywhere.
For God so loved the world...