I was at the store the other day, and walked through the aisles in wonder. Our local hobby store (Hobby Lobby) is owned by a Christian family. In this store there are Christmas trees, and not holiday trees. And in this store there are rows and rows of decorations. Our old Christmas tree finally bit the dust last year and so we purchased a new one as seen in an earlier blog. Some things though, don’t have the same feel when new. Sometimes old is better. Like my Grandmother’s Nativity set. How I got blessed enough to wind up with it, I’ll never know. But I did. And I’d never replace it for anything in the world.
She hand painted every piece herself. It must have taken her forever. Mom says it took a few years before the set was completed. Looking at the detail on these pieces, I am not surprised.
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Thank you Mr Davis. I appreciate your candor and comments. Blessings.
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Thank you for your transparency. Been there. Done this. On two separate occasions I have battled depression and taken advantage of the gift of medicine. A look back and I now recognize several other periods in my life when I was going through some depression and didn’t know what it was. I am not medicated now but am prepared to do so for the rest of my life if I slip back.
I would probably be off the charts ADD and ADHD and most of the other letters in the alphabet. I went down into the basement two years ago to get something. I don’t remember what it was, but on the way down there I discovered something else that needed to be done. I got that half finished when I saw a book I hadn’t read. etc etc. I’ve accomplished a lot in the past two years but still can’t remember what it was I went down to get. God Bless you. You are not alone. Ken
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