I slept in the "North Bedroom" and it was cold there. I was buried under several quilts, still sleeping, when there was this wonderful voice, "
I was out of bed before you could say "Jack Robinson!"
Then, Daddy Jim said, "Go look out the window--"
SNOW!!! Eight inches of white fluffy beautiful SNOW! It was so bright and shinny, so clean and white, and still falling on the holly bushes.
SNOW!
Suddenly, I started for the living room.
Daddy Jim caught me, in those wonderful strong arms, and held me.
He asked me, "Where are you going?"
"My Daddy is in the living room!"
I just knew he would be! I had a bicycle and snow. Surely God had answered my whole prayer!
Then came the gentle and loving reply from my Daddy Jim, "No, he isn't.
And have Christmas we did! Family, Food, Snow and a bicycle! But most of all, we had love to spare and it was one of the Best Christmases I can remember. Somehow, I knew that Daddy would be home and we would have lots of Christmases together.....and we did!
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