One of the things I love about Christmas is Christmas music. Here is my secret though, I have ten versions of Carol of the Bells. All on one play list. All different kinds. My husband Ron thinks its so funny. I really like that song. I never get tired of it.
This morning our youngest son drove away to live in a new city. He will start a new job on Monday. I can say that 2018 has been jam packed with hellos and goodbyes. I think every month there has been some life changing change to happen. I feel rather breathless just thinking about it. Through it all I am thankful for them, some have been harder than others but I am thankful for the adventure that each one gives me and the solid ground under my feet.
I took all of these pictures of our tree the other morning. I took them for yesterdays post that I never managed to write. So its good to write today. My daughter came and we went Christmas shopping. I am almost done because I need to get it to the post office.
I wait for the Lord. My soul waits,
and in His word I hope;
my soul waits for the Lord more
than watchmen in the morning. (Psalm 130:5)