Rich and I are enjoying the Christmas Season and celebrating by sharing our joy with all that we love!!!
So far we have had a fantastic Christmas Party with those we share our business life with. This was the thirtieth Wittney Estates Christmas Party and it was just wonderful. We always have a formal party at a catering hall but this year the agents wanted the party to be in the office so that's what we did. Kids came, grandchildren came, retired agents came folks that have been with us since we opened the doors came and we all had a ball.... Lots of memories lots of joy... everyone agreed it was our best party yet... Rich & I were thrilled and now we are all set for next year and party #31.
Our Wittney Estates Family is AWESOME!!!!
Last night we had our immediate family and their little ones over for a special Christmas Party and we all enjoyed watching the kids open their gifts. They are so cute!!! Then I did something I have never done before. I had a birthday cake made for "Jesus" and we all sang "Happy Birthday Dear Jesus".. our 2 year old Jack was so happy that we had to light the candles twice so he could sing again... Very cute. I wanted them to know that Christmas was about more than Santa Claus although he is a lot of fun and brings a ton of presents... Tonight we are off for another big family party... Fun, fun, fun...
I always print and tie a bow around the follow... which I give to all with their gifts...
One Solitary Life
Here is a young man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another village. He worked in a carpenter shop until he was thirty, and then for three years he was an itinerant preacher. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He never owned a home. He never had a family.
He never went to college. He never put his foot inside a big city. He never traveled 200 miles form the place where he was born. He never did one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but himself.
While he was still a young man the tide of public opinion turned against him. His friends ran away. He was turned over to his enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial.
He was nailed to the cross between two thieves. While he was dying, his executioners gambled for the only piece of property he had on earth, and that was his coat.
When he was dead he was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend. Nineteen centuries wide have come and gone, and today he is the central figure of the human race and the leader of the column of progress.
All the armies that ever marched and all the navies that ever sailed, and all the parliaments that ever sat, and all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not affected the life of man upon this earth as has that one solitary life.
May the spirit of Christmas be with you always.
Beth & Rich