Revolving doors are wonderful inventions. As one person comes in, another goes out. Supposedly they also save energy. Maybe in theory . . . but not when the revolving door is in a house, as it has been here. Let me state unequivocably that I love revolving doors, especially when loved ones are going through them!
The Thursday before Christmas, my door started revolving with the arrival of Diana. The next day, Kenneth and Melinda walked through it. On Monday, they left just after Don's dad arrived. Then on Friday, he left just in time for the sheets to get done so that Katie could use them Friday night. Monday Diana left for Austin, and this morning, Tuesday, Katie left. And no one walked back through the door. So sad.
The holidays are so much fun. Exhausting, but fun. We had three Christmas Eves, and three Christmas Days. We lighted the luminarias twice. We ate well, we laughed a lot. It was great fun.
We have one more celebration with the Norton family, but it will not be at my house. So the revolving door is done turning for awhile. Babs can get back to her normal routine. We can acclimate to the quiet again. And we will look forward to the next time the door can begin swinging again.
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