My heart was pounding as we drove up to our storage unit. I had no idea what we would find when we rolled up that heavy steel door. We had just received an e.mail . . .
"Thirty five of our storage units have been
broken into, and your unit is one of them.
We had sold our home and moved into our tiny adorable rental on Lake Washington. We put 80% of our stuff into storage.
My mind was whirling with mental lists of what was in the storage unit, and I prayed, "Lord, give me grace for whatever we find. (and please let our photographs and Christmas decorations still be there)
Well . . . my Christmas boxes where mostly gone. (stolen) A few bits and pieces had been scattered around . . . and I cherished each piece I found. Imagine my joy, when I found one Christmas box untouched . . . our families ornament collection from around the world.
I shed some tears, especially over the loss of a quilted tree skirt and tea tray that my mom had made. (My adorable mom, Hallie, died of cancer a few years ago.)
CREATE MEMORIES . . . they cannot be stolen from you. Even when I lost cherished things . . . we still had our memories.
What is one of your favorite Christmas memories?