"Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away.

Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.

Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself A merry little Christmas now."
...written by Hugh Martin


My favorite Christmas song....I share it with all of you. I hope the Spirit is flowing strong in your heart. I love this time of year! Like a child, I still wish for a 'white Christmas'....smile when I see a 'Santa'....gaze in awe at the wonderful lights as I drive through neighborhoods...and hope for Peace with every thought of what Christmas is truly about.

The season has found me busy this year, so many orders, so much to do, but then again, so much to be thankful for. I am blessed with so many great friends who are such a strong part of my life and heart. My family is wonderful, a true blessing. My mother is now physically absent at our gatherings, but still felt so strongly. She always found a way of making Christmas the absolute best...memories that will never be forgotten, lessons still being passed along. Each memory is a building block to creating our individual character, our soul.

I hope this Christmas brings each child a happy memory. We all sometimes forget what the slightest gift, the smallest gesture, the most innocent touch of kindness can do to a child's heart. I remember one year at Christmas, all of my countless cousins were gathered by my Grandparents' tree awaiting the "presents". Sitting in the front was an unwrapped, child's blender that with batteries actually worked! All of my girl cousins just knew it was "hers", and the excitement was wild. I sat quietly, knowing it was not mine, I usually got slippers. As the gifts were passed out, paper tossed wildly, my Aunt Eva stepped over to me handing me the 'Blender'. She looked me sternly in the eye and said this was for me, so I could start helping my mom in the kitchen and learn to cook as good as she did. My cousins were so jealous, but I was thrilled more than anyone would ever know. Today, I love cooking. Thank you Aunt Eva!

We receive gifts to the soul daily, but Christmas is so special. I send everyone a thank you for all you have given me and the hope for each child, old and young to have a Blessed and Merry Christmas.