Christmas packed away

Back to normal today with return to work and Christmas all packed away.

I love the house all tidy and once the Chirstmas things are packed away it looks so much bigger too. But it is sad to see them go.

When I arrived home from work the outside lights had gone and the house looked very sad and ordinary.

My picture of the day is the wreath from the font door back in the garage. A reminder that Christmas is all gone for another 11 months.

I have a new page to share today that I made last night. It is another CJ page for the digital CJ I have been a part of for the last couple of moinths. Jane's theme was 'when I gow up'. I debated doing what I wanted to be when I grew up but then thought I would go with the fact that I have decided I am NOT growing up actually. I like being 'immature and childlike' as it is a lot more fun, and those of you who know me well know laughter is of key importance to me. So it is a daft picture of me and the sentiment I love.

 

And as it happens, this is today's LOL cat.

 

My 1000 places calendar today is a bit of a cheat as it is a lot of places as it is about luxury ont he rails with trains like the Orient Express. Again it is not one that I have a burning desire to experience, but I know Nij would as he loves his trains.

Today I am thankful for

• a good first day back
• Christmas all back in its rightful boxesand finally, this is from my daily devotional calendar

 “That’s you on lead guitar?” I asked my son when he played a selection from his band’s new CD.

“I told you I’ve been practicing,” Ted answered. I watched my son finger imaginary guitar strings as we listened to the music. His fingers were strong, sure, and blindingly quick.

The first time I noticed that quickness was when he was eight years old. We had just adopted him a year before, and Ted seemed comfortable when he was around me. I had almost forgotten that he was nearby while I was cutting some door casing on my table saw. I shut off the switch, and the saw blade continued to spin.

Ted noticed that the leftover wood was still vibrating on the saw table. He reached out to retrieve it before I could even think of crying out. Never have I moved so fast and felt so slow. Ted dropped the wood in wide-eyed alarm when he saw me lunge for him. I grabbed his skinny wrists hard and yanked his hands to eye-height. Fear turned to relief and relief to anger. “Never, ever touch my table saw when the blade is still turning. Just don’t get near my tools at all! Ever! Do you understand?”

Ted glared at me. We stared at each other, two strangers, one helpless, the other not knowing how to be helpful.

“Dad,” he said, angrily, “when you were a little boy, did you ever hate your dad?”

“Yes, I did,” I said. “Especially when he was mad at me.”

“What did your dad do when you hated him?”

“He loved me,” I said.

Ted didn’t understand my answer or the joy that I felt as I held his perfect hands in mine. I like to think that it was a small measure of the joy our Father feels when we first begin to realize He loves us, even when we don’t understand what He is doing.

Comments

[Wendy P]

We still have most of our decs up - taking them down slowly day by day. Love the quotes from your daily devotional calendar -could you tell me what calendar it is please? Many thanks, Wendy x

[Scrappyjen]

Have a great new term. I am up to date with my daily photos - although I did almost forget this evening! The test will be printing the photos and making the weekly layout. Jenx

[Mary B]

I love your LO such fun and also the photo for the day.
But most of all I love that story.