Bear with me for just one day.....

...of homesickness.  I woke up thinking about Amy Grant's song, "Heirlooms." I did my first, ever, download so that I could hear it and share it.  Four times, now, I've listened.  I made fudge yesterday, for the very first time (the old-fashioned, has-to-be-cooked-with-a-thermometer kind). The large, sprawling Christmas Cactus has bloomed a little past its prime, but I have a small stash of gifts underneath it, in place of a Christmas tree this year. 

Lacey and Paul will be here, one week from today.  We'll pick up Happy the next day. I can't wait. Christmas is more than an heirloom to me.