Back to what I was saying... After Brad came home with the recliner, he then left to go pick up my new kitten. I had been wanting a cat, not just any cat, but one like my blue-kitty that I used to have. He had been looking around for a few weeks trying to find what we were looking forand he brought home this sweet little gray male kitten with pretty green eyes. We named him Rascal and he really is a sweetie. He really can't stand to keep a secret but he really tries hard to be sweet sometimes. I appreciate him a lot right now.
Nikki and I went to take Christmas gifts to the family of a kid we teach today. I always forget how much of a slap in the face those kinds of visits can be. When you see firsthand what problems other people have, it really makes you appreciate your own good fortune. These people had so little but they seemed pretty happy. Worried, of course, but happy. They seemed to realize how important their family was. It just really makes you think hard about your own circumstances. I guess that's what Christmas is supposed to be about. How easy it is to forget...
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