I used to write a lot of poetry. It helped me through some dark times, but what got me through most was my love for my family.
In honor of my sister Sandi’s birthday today, I’d like to share a poem in thanks for the memories she and my other sibs gave me that helped to turn my mind back around to right.
Anyone who has privileged the taste of Pappy Van Winkle’s Family Reserve understands the magic in the make that transcends pleasure into sheer joy.
Because of Pappy’s, there is a renewed interest in the makes and types of bourbon. The full flavor without the excessive sweetness and burning bite keeps customers coming back to Pappy’s and looking to find the same quality in other whisky blends.
Sometimes, these cards come with pictures offering endearing and lasting images of past events with friends and family. Some contain the form letters with family pictures and stories of the year gone by. Others give messages of hope, love, and celebration. Still others celebrate our Savior’s birth.
I LOVE them all, and I appreciate how beautifully they adorn the mantel I usually wait until the last minute to decorate. Admittedly, I feel a little guilty, too, because while I used to send Christmas cards, I haven’t sent them for years. And every year, I promise I will.
Maybe this year.