Annual Letter

This will have to do for the old-fashioned Christmas letter (we don’t own a printer any more), you know, the annual brag sheet we used to mail out with all the year’s accomplishments of the girls and of our future plans on paper, with only the good parts showing. Let’s do it again this way for fun, now that social media has all but disappeared the more traditional greetings.

They’re adults now with lives of their own, but it’s still fun to tell about the girls and us, in the very best light, in this season of joy and happiness.

Of course on the top of the list is the respite our daughter has received from the growing tumors so devastating for the last three years. She volunteered for a study to find possible cures for her type of breast cancer, and in short order the tumors disappeared, became undetectable. She is still in the study with its draconian treatments before FDA approval, but has enough good days to host a Christmas gathering for us in her rehabbed Dundas home. We continue in our hopes for her continued recovery.

Our Grandson graduated from the University of Minnesota (like Mom and Pop) and immediately snagged a position at a major firm in Minneapolis as a software developer. We try to understand what it is he does, but are impressed by the five layers of security he must daily pass to get to his desk (do they still have them?) and his enthusiasm for his team of co-workers and the company. Nearby, his father continues to toil at Seagate, managing whatever it is for that International firm. His mother continues in her Bodywork and related pursuits, bringing health and healing to people.

Our eldest runs her own daycare and side business, and as a single Mom raises her 12-year old, who is fast becoming a beautiful, balanced young adult. Too fast, of course, for Grandma and Grandpa. She enjoys astronomy, pitching a softball and shopping with an indulgent Grandfather, baking cookies and such with Grandmother. Plays violin and seems constantly involved with her school iPad doing homework, but who really knows? Mother and daughter are presently in Mazatlan, enjoying the sun and their large nearby “adopted” family they help support.

Emily in Mazatlan

Grandma and Grandpa think they’re done moving for a while, after moving from Shakopee to St. Paul back to Eden Prairie. We love our present “Leaping Deer Lane” location near the Eden Prairie shopping center and “all roads” which lead to many nearby family and friends. We’re on a three-year lease and will look to buy in the neighborhood, we think, when that expires.

We sold the condominium in the Chicago Midtown Exchange after Kathleen’s brother moved to a St. Paul home for a more comfortable situation. Stan’s Hotel California beckons, and we’ll get there soon, despite the earthquakes, fires, mudslides and traffic. His stroke symptoms continue to subside, and at the behest of his youngest, has adopted a vegan diet. Kathleen enjoys her gaming pursuits with friends and reading Grisham, Patterson and Sanford. She’ll enjoy Michele Obama’s new book coming from Santa.

For these reasons and others we consider ourselves blessed during this season of joy and light. We hope your own celebrations and traditions are similarly marked by memories of the happiness of loved ones and by the gifts of the present.

Merry Christmas!