The end is in sight

I can see the finish line ... and it is not far away now.

I am almost ....

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not quite but almost .....

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done on the calendars.

The kitchen calendar is the largest and it has taken a long time to do the six pages I have completed today, but half way there, printed and mounted up and the last leg means I will soon be done.

I really must start calendars earlier next year or .... heaven forbid ... buy them

 

Actually we have been given two beautiful calendars as Christmas gifts but I already have places in mind for them. I had a beautiful cat calendar which is destined for my classroom at school which I love and whicht he girls will love. It was a gift from Dawn and really thoughtful. We also had a really special calendar from Mike. It is a Disney calendar - all the way from Disney's home in Florida - but a Thomas Kincade Disney and it is all ready to be hung in our study, the room we both spend so much time in.

 

These are the six pages made so far for the kitchen calendar.

 

Not sure which oths they will be yet - I will figure that out when I have done all 12 pages.

On a calendar theme I have also picked my two on line page a day calendars for 2013.

I have loved having a page a day story e mailed each day this year and have shared most of them on my blog.

This year they are not doing the same calendar but I have picked two others. I have two this year as the way it works is you get an on line freebie for each calendar you buy and we bought each other one. Nigel bought be one for busy women - not sure where he got that idea from!!!! and I bought him the same I buy him every year - the mind bender calendar which has a fiendish logic problem or puzzle for each day of the year. I have selected a Bible Verse a day and also a Trivial facts so I will hopefully share those on my blog this year.

If you are interested in your own page a day ca;endar you will find them all here

 

We have another Christmas this evening as my MIL is coming for our Christmas celebration with her, which will be nice.

Then I think Christmas is officially over for us here.

I need to get back on the dieting wagon and this page ... made with a new kit released this week by Lorie M at Pickleberrypop .... is a declaration of intent.

 

Today I am thankful for

• The fact MIL is coming as it has made us tidy the house up
• calendars of all shapes and sizes and types. It's a bit of an addiction

 

And my page a day calendar page for today is

MYSTERIOUS WAYS
“She’s a good kid, and it’s only for a few months,” my friend said, pleading for me to let her cousin’s daughter from Washington live with me and my husband, Mark, while the girl attended her first semester at Oregon State. Normally, I would have said yes, but it hadn’t been long since Mark’s heart attack, and we needed some peace and quiet. “I’ll think about it,” I said.

Mark’s heart attack had been quite an ordeal. I still shuddered every time I thought about the call that my husband had collapsed at the airport on his way back from a business trip. A paramedic had kept his heart beating with CPR for several minutes until a medical team arrived. I couldn’t imagine life without Mark. I was so grateful to that medic. I only wished I had been in the state of mind to thank him when I briefly met him at the hospital.

Now that things were finally getting back to normal, would a roomer be too disruptive? My friend repeated her request. Her cousin’s daughter was desperate.

A twinge of guilt nagged at me. “Fine,” I said. I made plans to meet with my friend’s cousin, her husband, and their daughter. Mark had to work, so he couldn’t make it.

On a sunny afternoon, I greeted the three of them at my front door. We chatted about the daughter’s college plans. I began to feel at ease when I noticed there was something familiar about the father. We kept talking, and in the back of my mind, I was already making plans for the daughter to stay in our spare bedroom. Then I turned to the father. “What do you do for a living?” I asked.

“I’m a paramedic,” he said.

All at once, I knew. And when I pointed out Mark’s picture to him, so did he.

At last I could thank him for saving my husband’s life.

Lord, help me always be in a state of mind to thank You for Your special gifts.—PAMELA DARCY