It is Christmas Eve 2011 and probably the most unusual Christmas Eve I've ever spent in my entire life.
Of course, our tree is decorated and presents are wrapped; but what I miss most are the Christmas carols, the Christmas programs, the baking of cookies, and the anticipation of Santa Clause and family.
But, those joys are left up to my daughter and Sam now, with their children, Madeline and Oliver.
Today I found the perfect place to take Truett . . . but only if a strong male friend can come along to push Truett's wheelchair up the steep hills to the car. I have no problem pushing him down the ramps . . . only back up.
The North entrance to the Ichetucknee River has a paved walkway all the way to the Ichetucknee River. I left Truett in the car so I could explore Dampier's Landing.
The woods were so silent. All I heard were the crunching of my feet on the leaves on the paths. It made me nervous that someone else might hear me coming . . . out there all alone in the woods. So I tried to step over the leaves. . . and then I heard them. . . the Sandhill Cranes! And my heart was filled with joy.
I made Truett happy today by driving him around our area for two hours; and he made me happy today.
He cut up squash and onions for my squash souffle and he wrapped a couple of presents. All of his own doing!
So, I suppose you could say, progress is being made. . . one small step at a time.
Thinking about you. Happy Holidays!
Posted by: Nancy | December 25, 2011 at 07:43 AM