Merry, merry Christmas to everyone reading this. The day is nearing an end but it’s been a wonderful couple of days filled with family, good friends, good food, gifts, and lots of love.
Last August, we had a break-in and I lost most of my Christmas ornaments, including special ones from my childhood including ornaments my grandmother had many years ago. One of my favorites was a set of four pink and blue angels from the 1950s, with foam wings that were barely there. Their golden halos were attached to their heads by little wires and there was one for each of us four kids. Those smiling angels had been one of the few constants in a crazy childhood that saw us move many times from Oregon to California, Arizona and Idaho, Hawaii and back to Oregon. Those four angels traveled with us and hung from our tree every holiday season.
Today, after all the presents were opened and the cleanup had started, my friend and co-mother-in-law, Carole, gave me a small box. Inside were three gorgeous etched glass angels that were also bells. They were delicate and beautiful. Those angels were one of the most thoughtful gifts I’ve received. I am so lucky and blessed to have wonderful friends and family. Those angels were the most thoughtful gift and every year when I hang them on my tree, I will think of the amazing, sweet, generous woman. She’s a true Christmas angel.