After living in the dark, depressing basement for 21 months, I'm ecstatic that we are living upstairs again and can celebrate our first Christmas in our bright, light, airy new home. As you can see, this picture can't even contain my ecstatic-ness.
A big thank-you to my husband for capturing this image. My 31 Days of Christmas Celebration continues.
He passed peacefully in his own home after years of battling Parkinson's disease.
My thoughts and prayers are with his family and everyone who was touched by his life.
My 31 Days of Christmas Celebration continues. Yes, even now, because I know even though this man of God is absent from here, he is celebrating with his King in heaven, exactly where he wanted to be.
I've had several people comment on piggy and how much they like him. He's been rather frisky though, and sometimes I catch him being a pig-gone-wild, rolling around on top of the awning. One day we even had a good samaritan who tried to stand piggy back up and brace him with a piece of wood. Thank you, mystery person! Everybody loves piggy. I now have some ballast inside him to keep him from going crazy, hopefully, but you can never tell with pigs.
My 31 Days of Christmas Celebration continues.
