The Breaking Of Bread

Happy Monday everyone! In this last full week before Christmas I am trying not to panic. I have not done any shopping for my daughter and her family. I am hoping that because I am no longer fighting for the same toys as all the other grandparents out there, I might be in luck. To prepare for the task ahead, I began my day with a guided meditation, some deep breathing, prayer time, and a rather feeble attempt at a yoga pose. Let’s just say, that if I can’t identify if my navel is moving up or down, I’ve got my work cut out for me.

In an unusual weekend post, I told you about our road trip to Tyler to have an early Christmas with my family. We are a small group but as children grow up and lives change, we welcome new people into the fold. Our family has gained two new members during the past year or so and this was the first year they both came to mom’s for Christmas. Mom’s house was filled with family, laughter, food and love.

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