Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Here I was at age 75, living in my modest mobile home thinking I could slide by another Christmas without all the lights, trees and decorations. BUT, my son, who lives with me as my caregiver decided to play Paul Bunyon and go cut down a real tree. He dug out all the lights and decorations that I should have heaved years ago, and installed the lights outside and on the indoor tree. Never knew I had sooo many ornaments and whatnots that he dragged in the house. I told him that this was his project and not mine and when the time comes to take everything down and put it away it was all his. He was fine with that and now I have a completely decorated house, inside and out. I am fine with it, just brought some Christmas Cheer.