Happy New Year to you all and God’s best for your upcoming year.
I completed my last finish-before-Christmas project on Saturday. Phew! I meant to get this out in time. I even bought the stamps three weeks ago.
Les is well and serving as a hospice chaplain among other ministering activities.
Angela visited us a couple of times this year and I got to talk with her boyfriend Cody for a bit. He seems like a wonderful young man. Thanksgiving is Angela’s usual time to visit and we played around with some vegetarian recipes for the holiday. Everything came out pretty tasty.
About a year and a half ago, I asked several people for their memories of the Great Depression and World War II. One lady started to give me her stories and decided that she was enjoying the process so much that she wanted to work up her own book. I helped her finish it and get it posted on Amazon.
Another lady handed me a box of letters that her father sent home from Italy during World War II. There were enough letters to create a book of her own too. That one is called Dear Sis, Ans. Soon.
Finally, I was able to work on the book I’d started originally. It came out in print somewhere around Thanksgiving. I called it Uphill and Against the Wind Both Ways. It contains stories from Aunt Miriam, my mother, and Sarah’s uncle Dale Hitzeman among others. Les’ mom gave me a lot of stories that I had never heard before, like letters to the soldiers from “Jane Hathaway”.
I’ve also spent time crocheting for various people and organizations. My garden was somewhat smaller this year. I planted raspberries and something called a honeyberry. I put a small herb garden just outside my front door and the parsley has stayed fresh and good until this cold week. Because I like having fresh salad greens and herbs, I have planted a few pots indoors as my latest experiment.
That’s about as exciting as it gets in my house. Honestly, it’s been a good year and I’m grateful to God for His mercy and generosity.
I still work in the library. It’s still the best job I can think of for a teacher who isn’t in the classroom anymore.
Love to you all,
Kathi
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