Christmas has been and gone another year, this time differently than before for me and mine. Mama and I sent Rosie to the kennel and headed to Mexico for the week of Christmas. We laid in the sun, snorkeled, and enjoyed rum punch by the pool. No rain, no snow, no driving frantically from one event to the next clinging to tattered "Christmas spirit." It'll be hard to not make that an annual trip. We're back just in time, as it's apparently raining and storming down there now.
If you're reading this, thanks. I hope you come back. May your new year be blessed with the truly good things of this life.
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