I sneaked into the city while she was engrossed in one of her mystery novels, wrapped the puppy* while she was at the grocery store, hid it away until now.
So this morning, I will say Merry Christmas to her. Saying the same to you now. But I am not giving you a present.
*A manner of speaking only. It is not really a puppy.
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Your thoughts and observations that you share with us are present enough.
Grace, your reading of my blogs is a gift from you to me. Thank you.
You give more than you realize and we, your readers, appreciate you more than we can express.
Chuck, thank you; such kind words. You are a blessing to us.
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