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a report on Christmas

This will be short and sweet, I promise. Basically, Christmas in general for many reasons is a hard time for me, and particulary this year, I really wanted to be home with my family. To see my dad, mom, nigel and all the siblings. I really wanted to see my dad. But unless a good grand or so fell into my hands, it wasn´t going to happen. It will be probably a good half a year or more before I get to go see them... That fact, and the fact that I hate that our world has taken a date, called it the birthday of Jesus and then turned it COMPLETELY materialistic, I just don´t have the best feelings for Christmas. But this Christmas was okay. I started journalling on Christmas Eve abot wanting to be home, and I started to cry, BUT I decided not to cry on Christmas. And I didn´t. I know, sounds so encouraging. But it was. I really didn´t do much yesterday. I just read my Bible and took the most amazing siesta! For all of you who were praying for me on Christmas, (esp. Ashlee), thanks. I really appreciated it.

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Anonymous said…
hey hey,
don't cry your changing the world!! you really need to turn these into memoirs. quite the best seller. well i shall be goin to florida to see the grandma who will guilt trip me and make me listen to streisand or attempt to introduce me to the nice little jewish doctors she thinks im destined to marry. sigh.
10:57 PM
beckalippy said…
Em! I love it when you talk all Jewish and all. Have fun witht eh Jewish Gram, you have to love them, they are just too cute! And if you find a Jewish Doctor who wants to save orphans down here in Chile, you just send him my way!
12:10 PM
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