Wow what a whirlwind of a weekend it has been around here.
Besides the 100 mph winds and the cold, I have been so busy getting ready for the one Christmas Bazaar that I will be participating in.
The bazaar ran all day Saturday and Sunday and it was packed.
I tell ya I wish I could be in a show everyday of the week, I enjoy it so.
The artists that attend and participate in this events were just amazing, so talented, sharing and kind.
I was blushing red with all the complements I was getting regarding my work
and all the encouragement to keep going and not to give up on my art.
When I got home Sunday night I was beat in a good way.
It felt great to end my day with a big exhausted smile on my face.
I just want to send out a big "Thank You", to all those who came to the bazaar both buyers and sellers. Thank you for giving so freely of your heart and your encouragement.
You strengthen me and give me hope and direction.
I really needed this weekend to get me going in the right direction
and pulled out of my Christmas funk.
I don't know why but this Christmas season has been a real hard one for me.
Maybe it's because my family is divided between Oregon and Utah this year.
My heart just has not been in it this year.
I see all the beautiful blogs showing their Christmas Cheer and Decor, and I just get tired and overwhelmed.
But after this weekend I think the Christmas bug has finally found me.
Although its a bit late I did go out and buy a Christmas Tree today.
I chose a white pre-lite tree this year and am a bit excited to get it decorated.
I wanted a silvery white tree that reminded me of the one my Grandma Garcia use to have.
Although hers was move silver than white it turned and had such a beautiful glitter to it.
I looked for a picture of the tree before I went shopping for my tree
but could not find one.
I did however find some great pictures of Santa, my sister, my cousin and me.
This is my sister, she is so cute with her braid and bangs and in her PJ's.
She's still beautiful, so put together and my best friend.
My little cousin Calvin Lee, we all called him Lee, Lee growing up.
I just love the boots and vest, what a sweetie.
Although he is all grown up and moved away he will always be in so many of my childhood memories.
And then there's me, I look like I just woke up.
I was 2 1/2 in this picture and believe it or not I remember this night
and Santa visiting my Grandparents House.
This was also the last Christmas that I would share with my Grandma Garcia.
Oh how I loved those Christmas's as a child with Santa jingling his bells
as he walked up the drive and in the front door.
This tradition was carried on with my own children by their Grandpa Garcia.
Although my dad was a big bad biker, we always had a
Santa at Christmas time.
There was nothing better than seeing my dad sit on Santa's lap.
I know I have a picture somewhere.
I am so thankful for my dad and all the efforts he made to make each
Christmas a special one.
I hope that my children can look back on their Christmas with as much
joy and happiness as I do.
And although I will not have my little Christmas Jax here with me
I know he'll be here in the
I will always have my memories of my dad him with me in my heart.
Merry Christmas Dad, I love you!!
I'm so lucky to have such amazing Christmas memories and even more blessed
to be able to make more with my family.
I love you sweet family all of you
both near or far, weather it be in Oregon or Los Vegas.
On the East or West side of town
you are all in my heart always.
Thanks to my blogging family as well for
sharing all of your Christmas wishes and memories.