The terribly sad events in Connecticut gave me new vision. My vision improved to 20/20 as the holy holiday drew nearer.
Enjoyed singing for old folks. My retirement singing group must have visited every retirement/nursing/alzheimer's home in this town. I savored holding every arthritic hand.
Led the Christmas merriment at the facility where my mother lived. So many ties and lovely memories there. They are kind to ask me back every year.
|Had some help with Nancy, Rich and the Christmas Bichon, Sophie.|
|Sophie enjoying Nancy's rendition of 'O, Holy Night'.|
Santa agreed. The guy was naughty.
|Santa 'n me!|
While I'm here, I'll savor moments like these.
|Baby G and me Christmas Eve 2011. Holding close my precious grandson.|
|Peanut and G.|
I'm grateful for my Sprouts and for the long-suffering Texan. I need to tell them 'I love you' more often.
I enjoy this ridiculous wiener dog.
|Roxy Doxy is worried about the meaning of 'naughty'.|
I think He would hold me (and you!) close, too.
May your Christmas be brimming with fun times with your loved ones and lots of happiness.
The light is coming.
Christmas-y love to all.