Making Christmas
Has been awhile since I posted, not really much to say. Have been busy, seems like I'm mostly busy spinning my wheels. At least it feels that way, sigh , too many things not under my controll that I'm waiting to see which way they will fall. Also feels like not much money again this year, thats ok. It gives me an excuse to do what I wanted to do anyway, make christmas presents. I don't really think people like that better, I just like doing it. I always hope that the stuff I make will be kept a long time and people will think of me when they see it. I always feel that way about the things people make for me, keep them forever too. Perhaps because of the energy that went into it if not the thought. Sitting under my tree right now carefully wrapped in tissue paper is a tiny (about 1") Tea pot and two cups , a gift from Shanda. She made them out of sculpy clay (I helped her bake them) her first little sculptures. Would I rather she had gone to the store and bought me the most expensive gift she could find? Not on your life! I shall emmediately after Christmas go buy a small nic/nac shelf to display these little treasures! Years from now she will groan over how funny they look, but inside she'll get a rosy glow from knowing how much I treasured them. From such things are my best Christmas memories from. Even the things that fell apart over the years are still forever locked in my heart, all the little treasures given with lopsided grins full of love and pride in the accomplishment. The love given with them last forever.