Today is the day before Christmas. I'm really excited. I want a horse, but I dout I will get one. I've been like Santa today I've taken goodies to people in our neboirhood. We really cheered up this old lady. Her foot is hurt. She's always happy to see us. I love her and hopes she gets well
Merry Christmas
As you will expect. I didn't get a horse for Christmas. I may have gotten one of my Breyer horses, but a real-live pony? Not so much. At least I was realistic.
My urge to bake and distribute bundles of cheer to various neighbors, colleaques, and friends, stems from the example of my mother. Every year she would bake things, make things, or buy things, which she wrapped up, and then had us kids distribute throughout the neighborhood.
She's still doing it even though the neighborhood has changed. The circle of Christmas cheer may have contracted, but goodies still get distributed around the block. Many of the neighbors from 1981 aren't there anymore. Some have passed away, and some of them have moved away. However, many of them still call and/or write Christmas cards to my folks -- a legacy of the community Christmas/holiday outreach that my parents undertook.
While my "neighborhood" is a little different, the holidays wouldn't be the holidays if I didn't bake batches of cookies to share with people.
Merry Christmas!
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