I got a text a couple days ago from my Grandma:
"Hi Rachie, I mailed a package today. You should receive it Friday. Love you, Grams"
Well, first of all I LOVE getting packages (who doesn't!?) but then it came early. Like, yesterday. Which was Thursday. Not Friday.
And then I opened it.
And the tears started flowing (many of you might know how tearful I have been lately and might question the legitimacy of my tears, but these ones were good tears! I think that gives them a bit more validity.)
Grandma had given us two gorgeous stockings -- like the stockings that had always hung in the houses of my grandma, mom and aunt. The stockings that had been at every Christmas as far back as I remember.
What a beautifulgift. Christmas here just got a little more homey.
Top that off with the two cards Grams sent (one with some money for a date with husband) and the sweetest hand-drawn-Charlie-Brown-Thanksgiving-card ever from my kid sister, Annie (who's not really a kid anymore but an honest-to-goodness grown-up stunner). Well, I'm not sure a girl can feel more loved by her family than I did yesterday.
Seriously, I am so blessed
How gorgeous are those stockings?!
Christmas is here!!!
p.s. my gorgeous sister can draw, no?