It's been five weeks of dealing with Covid-19. The first fourteen days were the worse, and most contagious. I'm still staying in and having no visitors.

You know how sometimes life throws you a curve ball. You have everything planned out and all of

a sudden something shows up and you find that you have to refocus.

I looked out the window this morning to welcome the beautiful white snow, which I love.

It fits in so nicely with Christmas and the New Year.

I started working on the cards, which I love to do, to remember all those that are in my life. And to share the wonderful love of GOD, in sending JESUS for us.

When I was just a young child, my memories of Christmas was my dad bringing a big tree home. We would decorate it with bulbs and lights.

Well it's sweetly approaching, November 26th, Thanksgiving Day. As I was thinking about this very beautiful holiday, I thought about a hymn that you may know. It's entitled, “Count your blessings.”

I love the Fall season which encourages us, in celebration of Thanksgiving day, a time to reflect and be thankful. Today, as I drove out to run some errands; I loved looking at the trees with their leaves in beautiful colors, some were orange, gold, light brown, dark brown, and some still had green.