My Wish for Christmas

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas here in Northern Indiana.


It is the time of year those lost to us and gone to heaven; are thought more of than any other time. I know this is true for me.

This year I am thankful for my children and grandchildren. They come together and support me in ways that no other person can. It is wonderful to feel loved and know they want you near.

I will miss my brother and parents too. A special prayer to them will be said by me. I have lost many family members. All of my grandparents are gone. I have one aunt left. As the snow blankets our land, I feel my heart somehow reaches their souls and they know I am thinking of them.


It is a time to put bitterness, jealousies, anger aside and come together and remember the reason for this very important time of year. I wish there were perfect families; but there aren’t. Many times the hurt comes from those close to you.

We can carry feelings for eternity; if we choose to do this. This year, I pray that when my own family comes together, there is peace and harmony.

I don’t know about you; but the best gift  I can receive is smiles on each family member’s face. A hug upon arrival, and the words, “I love you”, when departing.

I will treasure every moment spent with my family this year. I won’t be traveling, or making reservations for anywhere. I just want to be with my children and grandchildren, sitting by the fireplace; making new memories.





Daily Prompt, One Word Prompt

The word for today is; PROTEST



an expression or declaration of objection, disapproval, or dissent, often in opposition to something a person is powerless to prevent or avoid:
We are one of many who walk on this earth. We each take up the same air. Our hearts beat in the same manner. We feel with our emotions just like those across the waters from us.
So why is it that we Protest?
Shouldn’t we each be allowed to have our unique opinions? Is it really that important that I believe what you believe in? Do we not have different colors of skin, hair, eyes? This alone, makes us each different and yet the same. Human beings, wanting to be needed, loved, approval.
We look the same don’t we? We or most of us have two legs, two arms, two eyes, one trunk, two ears, one nose. But, yet, we want more. We can’t have it. We have to respect that others may not like our Presidents, our religions, our food choices, our mates, and maybe our children.
I think there are some logical reasons for protesting, but it seems through my eyes, that we thus protest way too much. Anything that we don’t agree on, we protest.
God says, love one another as you love yourself, and this is what I try to do, and intend to do until I no longer breathe your space. I don’t always agree with decisions, but have to ask myself, is it worth it? Would standing up and protesting benefit?
Only you know the answer to that question. I just want it to stop. Peace is what this earth needs, and now that Christmas season is here, why not think about starting that new tradition of finding peace.