Today was Josie’s birthday and one year anniversary of her passing on December 2, so her family and a few of us friends gathered after church to say hi to her. Family read scripture, and we sang Joy to the World and happy birthday (Sophia’s idea).
Clara’s coat didn’t match her outfit—I don’t know what to say to that—so Georgie loaned her her coat and then someone draped a blanket over her. She still shivered, but nothing a good hot chocolate wouldn’t cure.
Several people showed up at the reception at Debbie’s and Donny’s house with a Starbucks mocha in honor of Josie, but I had the egg nog option, followed by maple fudge. Not ideal to have both, but Josie would have joined me.
In other news, we got our Christmas tree up yesterday—not in time for Patrick Hughes’s delightful visit, but in time for two weeks of holiday vibes before we leave for said holidays. In that time, all three of us in this house plus Tatum have projects and exams to face and ace. And I have unruly adolescents to guide and grow in wisdom. Exams might be easier.
Kevin just has a war, missile attacks and daily blackouts to deal with. Ho hum. Another day, another challenge.
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