Christmas Blessing
We had all sorts of talent represented.
One lady read the poem My Grown Up Christmas List - several staff had to step away to wipe their tears because she read it with such meaning.
The handbell group played two songs.
Both of them were a success - one they played chords, while the audience sang the words; the other was `The Little Drummer Boy`with harmony and melody parts.
One gentleman read My Christmas Adventure with Grandma and punctuated it with his own commentary such as announcing: `PAGE SEVEN`when he turned to page two of the three-paged story. It was lengthy, but engaging, and the way he read it, the audience thought he might have written the whole thing himself.
We had a skit, another gentleman read a poem, the staff choir sang a couple of songs, and a former piano teacher and I played two duets.
When it was all over and done with, everyone enjoyed a turkey dinner. And I went home, thankful once again, that my job allows me such scope to invite people into the process in whatever level they can participate. It was another Christmas Blessing.

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