All I Want For Christmas

. . . is for my mom to be with me. That is selfish, I know, but it's what I wish for. She is going downhill and just when I think she's down for the count, she surprises me and gets back up again. While she has palpable masses on each hip and her stomach is becoming distended at times (when she doesn't eat) and her legs are swollen and pitting, she is plugging on. We had a very meaningful conversation on Sunday and that helped me release her to Jesus. But yesterday, she got up and ate. I think she wants to be here for Christmas, too. So, even though we know Jesus will take her when it's her time, we are grateful for the moments we get to spend with her here on Earth.

This picture was taken last week when Bev visited.

Love,
Anita

Reunion

Last night, we had a mini-reunion with the Edwards family. My Aunt Nancy, who lives in Tucson, came for a brief visit and Aunt Carolyn and Uncle Dick invited us to their house for pizza. We had a great time with their large clan (5 generations) and my mom, Nancy and Dick enjoyed catching up with each other.

O Christmas Tree

Sara & her friends decorated my parents' tree on Sunday. My mom was very weak from shopping and going to a church function the night before, but we got her up when the pizza arrived. Many thanks to Sarah, Sara, Grace, Amber, and Katelyn (and a shout out to Lori) for sharing their frolicking fun with my parents.