Prayers and Christmas Magic

And here we are, two days before Christmas. No snow on the ground, and we are a tired and stressed little family. Tim is still trying to turn the full corner to recovery in Boston, and Meg is still there, waiting and advocating for his care. We understand that it's a complicated, long, and arduous process, and we are still praying hard.

Friends have helped us all along the way for almost a solid month now, and it's nowhere near over. There is little we here at home can do to affect anything at all in Boston, but we can do a whole lot to keep things going for when Meg can come home, and then, for when Tim is able as well. Cleaning and reorganizing projects, measuring for a hand rail up the steps to their house, arranging for groceries and babysitting-- and a plethora of other things as well-- including making Christmas happen for Holly-- have filled our days and our minds. 

What a week. What a month, really. So much stress, work, negotiations with weather and people. But then, last night, a knock at the door just before 8pm...

Santa came to visit Holly! 

She wasn't shy at all, but rather, overjoyed! The Big Man made a personal stop! And what??? Papa is friends with Santa? Who knew?

The magic of Christmas found its way here, after all. 

I hope you have a good day,

C