My mom will be 77 on Christmas Eve. The nursing home where she lives will probably tie a couple balloons on her wheelchair for fun. If the weather is good, I want to drive up to feed her breakfast. It'll be good to spend some quiet time with her before the busyness of Christmas Eve and Day. Even though she won't be reading this, happy birthday, Mom!
We continually remember before our God and Father your work produced by faith, your labor prompted by love, and your endurance inspired by hope in our Lord Jesus Christ. 1 Thessalonians 1:3
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I can remember calling and singing "happy birthday" to Grandma over the phone. I really miss her - especially around Christmas. Kiss her for me. Love you!
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