Whether you’re Christian, Jewish, Hindu, agnostic or atheist, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, or whatever else gets the message across that I hope you have a wonderful day, wherever you are and whatever you’re doing.
I hope you are in good health, that you’re with people that you love, and that you’re warm and safe. It doesn’t matter what kind of presents may be under your Christmas tree, if you have all of that, you are truly blessed.
Terry and I don’t usually give each other gifts for Christmas, birthdays, or anniversaries. If we need something, we get it, whatever time of year it is. We’ve never felt that we need to give each other something to say I love you. We do that a hundred times a day, with words, with smiles, with caresses as we pass by one another, and by being there in good times and bad.
Yesterday was a relaxed but busy day at home. Terry baked seven loaves of delicious oat and flax bread to share with our friends and neighbors here at the Thousand Trails campground, and I spent most of the day answering e-mails and writing. During the afternoon, our friends Ron and Brenda Speidel called from their snowbird roost in Mission, Texas, where it was chilly and windy. I couldn’t help rubbing it in when I told Ron it was 80 degrees here in Florida, and that we had our windows open to take advantage of the gentle breeze.
A little later on, our friends Dave and Jean Damon came by for a visit, and then Wil Olsen showed up to claim his bread. I’m not sure if any made it back to his wife, but I swear Cyndy, he had it when he left here! That’s where my responsibility ended. 🙂
During the evening, we watched Christmas videos on television, while Terry worked on a crocheting project, and I finished another chapter in my new book. And munched on slices of her fresh bread. I think it was some of the best she’s ever baked.
Today we’ll call our family back in Arizona, and have a quiet morning with just the two of us. This afternoon we’re going to go to an early dinner with Dave and Jean Damon, just like we did last year. We’ve got a new Chinese restaurant we want to try out. Now that’s my kind of Christmas tradition!
Tomorrow we’ll move back to the Escapees Sumter Oaks campground, just south of Bushnell, for a few days. A couple who are blog readers are coming over to buy our hard shell kayaks, and we want to touch base with our friends Al Hesselbart, Bob and Rita Meredith, and John Culp, who are all staying nearby.
I’ll close this blog by saying that when I count the treasures in my life, all of you are on the list, whether we’ve hung out together and broken bread, only exchanged an occasional e-mail, or if you are one of the thousands of blog readers I’ve never met or heard from, but who are still a part of what we do, and why we do it. Merry Christmas to each and every one of you.
Thought For The Day – You know you’re getting old when happy hour is a nap.