Christmas Eve Services...it was really hard to contain the tears. For the past 4 Christmas Eve services I have stood in church and sang wondering & praying that my baby girl was safe, warm and her belly was full. Last year my baby girl was 9 months old and was adjusting to life in a new foster home, or so they say. This year she was in my arms as we sang about the baby Jesus. What a difference 12 months can make.
Every year Santa visits our culdesac and throws candy canes while giving us a jolly ol' HO HO HO from his fire truck. We look forward to him coming every year!