The first weekend we were back on the East Coast, we headed to my hometown to celebrate my Dad’s 80th birthday. My birthday is just 3 days (and a few years) after his, so it was great to be home to celebrate together again this year. My sister had baked a cake for each of us, so there was no want of calories for the weekend. I’m so thankful God has blessed Dad with a long life and good health.
Mom decided since we (and my niece and nephews, as well) would be home for Christmas this year, she would put up a tree. She wanted Ben to have some sense of tradition. Since she had plenty of help to bring down the decorations from the attic, we went to work. It was fun to see ornaments I remember from 50 some years ago and others my kids have given her through the years. I’m glad Mom still has a zest for life and a desire to keep the old traditions going.
