Christmas Eve in my new little apartment. It is warming up in Charlotte, now 22 degrees F.
I have told my family not to come because this place is full of Covid and the power company has instituted sporadic black outs to save our electricity grids. Today is another great day for me...Amazing Grace. I feel a little guilty to feel so good with the world in chaos.
A precious gift from quilting/artist friend, Linda Swanekamp. hand painted...so lovely.
The inside message, ...soo perfect.
Grateful for my daughter in Portland, Oregon. With love, she keeps me in the loop.
Her window decorations:
Her darling Aoife: ( and vintage hand made ornaments from when Emily was growing up)
Aoife enjoying the winter storm:
A Christmas candle:
My girl continuing family traditions from Cork, Ireland.
Irish breakfast on Christmas Eve:
Even here: My grandmother's candle and my mother's santa mug.
They are making their own traditions in their own home this Christmas: some from Emily's growing up and some from Brian's growing up....for their Aoife and family.
No wonder I feel joy this Christmas Eve.
