"Small Things Come In Large Packages"

The big gift my 50 year son asked me for. He don't know what's in it. He just ask for a big gift. 12-16-2018 Perryton, TX

I don't ever remembering my youngest son, age 50, asking me for a gift, but this Christmas he told me he was coming to get me, and he wanted a big gift, I told him to tell Santa, and not me. He said Oh...._well O K. I thought I would just play the trick on him. He does not know what's in the package, but it is big as he requested. I can't wait for all the fun. I just finished making five loaves of yeast bread to have through Christmas. No bierox this year. Just loaves which is good enough to eat with just butter alone. My mother taught me to make bread as a child. Her sister, my aunt Myrtle, taught her. There is no recipe for this bread/ It's just made from memory, and the memory is a lot of guess. It usually turns out well, I don't think a little variation makes much difference. However, it does have lots of calories in it. I will be leaving a Christmas dinner here for my son Chuck. He never leaves home for any holidays. He is happy with whatever I fix him, although he always knows it will be turkey and dressing at Thanksgiving, and Christmas. Ham, and candied yams, along with all the other stuff.

It's been a lovely day today. Unbelievable just nine days from Christmas. I so hope it will stay nice till after Christmas. I got a lot done today in preparing for the week I will be gone. I have not made plans yet for New Year's , but I am sure I will be celebrating in some way. I usually spend it with some of my family, and we always eat our black eyed peas. This has been a tradition with us every since I can remember. New Year's seems to help us bury the sadness of having our precious family memories staying with us all through Christmas. It just seems to help us get back on track to the regular duties of survival. I'm expecting a very happy New Year, and I wish all my readers the same.

I will miss the luncheon at the Center tomorrow. There is still some business I have to take care of, so hopefully I will be able to make the Christmas party Wednesday. I can't miss that no matter what comes up. My friends mean too much to me to not share in the lively party we always have. I love them all so much, because they make me laugh when I feel worthless. They seem to never have a worry. I pray that God will bless them all in a great big way this Christmas. It's truly amazing how fortunate we are to have a place like The Senior Citizen's Center. “Thank you Lord.”

God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp