I was home alone this Christmas, if sharing space with Sadie, Bernice, Cha Cha, Jitterbug AND my cousin Kathy Bannon’s cat, Rudie, can be called ‘alone’. The Readmans, who are not just staff, but family, are away spending Christmas in Northport. They will be back sometime today, the good Lord and the highway department willing, and I will be glad to see them.
I am indeed the classic example of the woman who has everything, and I have sincerely asked friends and family NOT to give me gifts. Several still persist–silver earrings from my dad and stepmother (they’re lovely), the world’s softest bathrobe from Mary Ann ( I think it really is), and numerous other things, too. One stands out, though–the prayer shawl made by my busy, creative sister, Sally. I wrapped myself in it this morning, and yesterday morning, too, for my prayer and devotional reading. I felt enfolded in the love and grace of God–and of my sister, too.
Thank you, Sally. For the gift of your time and your love. I will always cherish the shawl. And I will always cherish you.
