Christmas was not about the perfect presents. I didn't have the perfectly decorated house. And I do not have the perfect family. We are quiet dysfunctional in our own special way.
I came across a blog and it put me on my knees. I have to share it with you. Please take time to read it.
. . . happy life, happy wife, mom and maw-maw, a heart for family fur babies, a sister to many, a daughter, and a child of the King. I love outdoors and doing a little sewing, crafting and making a house a home.
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