with his photo glued onto a fluted gold-colored ash tray hangs next to the photo ornament his son made me several years ago, when he was about the same age. This year, we added a blue ball with “reindeer” thumb prints Griffin made, a pine cone skier made by Gabriella, and a “Santa” handprint from my one-year-old great-granddaughter, Leola. These ornaments are all precious gifts, and treasured above anything they could buy me. Everyone got a stocking snowman ornament from me this year, which I blogged about last time.
Perhaps someday when they are decorating their trees, my family will select the ornaments I made them, one by one, and remember the warmth of Christmases past. Many times when my children were small, we had little in the way of material gifts, but there was always an abundance of love, and that is what Christmas is all about… the greatest gift. This year, I requested no gifts… it’s stressful to buy for someone who buys what they need for themselves. Instead, I told them the most valuable gift they can give me is their time.
The day after Christmas, Donavon mowed my lawn with a bagging mower, and Griffin and Maddie bagged the leaves. It’s a good thing we had warm weather then, in the 50s and 60s… today I woke up to 35 degrees and about 4” of snow on the ground. The weatherman tells us we will drop to single digits in the next week. Hopefully that cold weather will not last long!