After the Holiday

Thanksgiving has come and gone. Houston and his family
are safely at home, and the house is quiet. I miss all the
frantic activity of the previous week. I miss that precious
little girl with the lily white complexion and strawberry
blond curls. Chelsea was with me every day they were
here. I can still feel those little arms around me. I do
wish they lived closer.

Thank goodness, Marla lives nearby -- just down the street.
We don't see her as much now that she goes to kindergarten,
but we do get to have her the afternoons and evenings her
parents are both working. Grandchildren bring so much joy.
I do feel sorry for those people who have no children or
grand children. Mine, all of them, are the light of my life.

Now the Christmas rush begins. It will be a little bit quieter
than usual this year. The Jackson Chapmans will not be
here. I hope we will be able to see them in Mississippi
shortly after Christmas.

More later.