My mom was here today, bringing a tulle skirt, Christmas white, that she had sewn for MyLinh. As MyLinh tip-toed and turned around the room, she sparkled. When Mom left later for home, she made it outside before coming back. In the doorway she spoke the words I think every day,
"She's ours...can you believe that? She's ours!"
May you be reminded today of what God has given you, and the Gift we get to call ours at Christmas.