This year at the Farmhouse, we are especially thankful for tidings of comfort and joy.

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I wasn’t sure how I was going to push on through with Christmas decor, but I wanted to do it for my family.  I think that was the thing that helped me the most…knowing that it meant so much to our children.

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The little wooden sled that I have on my porch was used by my dad when he was a boy.  This year, it is extra special.  That’s the way those things work, isn’t it?

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I have told people that the passing of my dad has changed me in an odd, yet good, way.  I have now fully realized what is important in this life.  It is really very basic: Loving God with your whole heart.

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This year I left tons of Christmas decor in the storage room.  I pulled out the things that meant the most to our little family.  There is a wonderful simplicity in that.  I may hang on to that for years to come.  It’s really my style anyway.

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Sometimes at Christmas I feel the pressure to decorate everything in sight.  That really just isn’t me.  I start wanting to throw things out on the lawn when it gets too fussy in here.  I clearly have a problem.  😉

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We cut down a cedar from our field last week.  Some years we buy one, but this year it just seemed like the thing to do.  Staying close to home helps your weary heart, I do believe. When my dad was a boy, they would go cut one down on their own property.  Yes, this year, it was just the thing to do.

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I promise to not always be sad, dear Dirt Roaders.  I am trying to ease back into blogging with a bruised and battered heart.  Your prayers actually mean more to me than your views or comments.  (Even though I dearly love those.)  Bear with me, I know that with God…healing comes in time.

Now…what am I gonna cook for supper?

Sigturquoise

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