Whew! I think I've got my blog legs beneath me and know what day of the week it is– maybe.
Hope your Christmas celebrations were wonderful. On Christmas day, in addition to our 4 sons and my mom, we welcomed a friend of our eldest— a 21-year-old young man who has aged out of the foster care system. He'd watched his faher die of a drug overdose and his mom is a meth addict. Needless to say, Christmas is hardly a cheery time for him, and we expected he'd turn down our invitation to Christmas dinner.
But he didn't.
We set an extra place at the table and shoved some Senor Froggy gift certificates in an envelope and placed it under the tree. Turns out that was the only Christmas gift he received this year.
When it was time to say goodbye, he held out his hand and said “Thank you,” but I wrapped my arms around him and held him close.
Everyone deserves a feeling of home and welcome at Christmas, don't you think?
Here's your Wild Card.