Sunday, December 2, 2012

Christmas Letters

Vintage Christmas Card

It is that time of year and I am writing my Christmas letter. I send a lot of cards, but haven't enclosed a letter in the past few years. I enjoy reading the newsletters I get from friends and family and catching up on the latest news. One of my former neighbors, who now lives in Virginia, is very creative and includes photos of her family with cute little captions in her Christmas newsletter. I did this one year, with my daughter's help, as I am not that tech-savvy. So this year I'm writing a simple Christmas letter on pretty stationary.

I have lots of news to share and many blessings to be thankful for. It has been a year of travel, to the Florida beaches and the Smoky Mountains. It has been a year of reunions and celebrations. I reunited with an old childhood friend in October and we celebrated my mother-in-law's 90th birthday in November. For my grandchildren, it has been a year of beginnings. My youngest grandchild turned one and is quickly catching up with her older siblings; my grandson started pre-school and my second granddaughter started Kindergarten. Small things, but big events to the little ones.

Still, amidst my blessings, I want to remember those friends and family members struggling with grief and loss, health problems and other serious issues. I just hope that Christmas brings a sense of peace and hope and shines a light on them.



5 comments:

Mary said...

I love the idea of a Christmas Newsletter! It sounds like so much fun!

creativewritingintheblackberrypatch said...

I've never written one before, but it sounds like a good idea. We've got lots of things to be thankful for.

Manuela@A Cultivated Nest said...

It is fun to get Christmas letters and catch up with everything!

Relyn Lawson said...

I find it difficult to write a Christmas letter nowadays. I feel as though it's already all on the blog. You know?

Anita said...

You are right, Relyn!

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