At Christmas, all roads lead home. ~Marjorie Holmes
Today I am finishing up with gift wrapping and cookie baking.
The house smells like Christmas, looks like Christmas, feels like Christmas.
I feel the season's gentle benevolence descend
like softly falling snow.
And best of all I am looking forward to the most treasured gift
of all~ my sweet children gathered here for Christmas eve
and Christmas day!
I love the laughter they share, the bright noise of them together!
Everything else will fall away, the trials of life
will dissolve like snowflakes meeting a candle flame.
Joy will fill my home when those sweet faces
There is no present greater than love.