"Christmas is a time when you get homesick - even when you're home."
One of the best Christmases I remember as a child was a year when my parents had virtually no money, therefore few presents. It was the first Christmas in a long time that we actually had a WHITE Christmas. I remember the snow--how beautiful it looked falling like feathers from the sky, coating the ground in a magic white blanket. I remember my mom's homemade potato soup and sausage cornbread we had for Christmas dinner. I remember the warmth and love we felt in our little family that Christmas and that makes me homesick--even though I have the best husband and little girls in the world. I wish with all my heart that my girls will grow up to remember at least one Christmas like that, where the magic and love felt was more memorable than the presents. What was Christmas like for you as a child?
Also, pray for me tonight. I'm sitting with my toenails drying, getting ready for my husband's company Christmas party tonight. I will be wearing a lovely satiny blue evening dress and heels higher than I've ever worn before---AHHHHH!!! I'm scared I will fall over in them. I am NOT a heel girl. These aren't even stilettos, but I'm a little awkward walking in them. I'm wearing them while I'm getting ready so I can practice a bit. So, pray that I will not fall down and hurt myself or stab someone in the eye with them please.