Fulfillment

Yesterday, on Christmas Eve, I made about 30 dozen cookies and candies.  The Christmas cookies were decorated by my grandkids.  I kept a plate of cookies, and 10 plates went to kids, neighbors, and friends.

A good group of people came around today to celebrate Christmas with a gift exchange and a big meal, topped off by pie.  I don't always enjoy every minute of the work that goes into it while I'm doing it, but I wouldn't miss it.  The work provides personal fulfillment.  With the kitchen cleaned up and the dishes put away, I'll go grab a slice of sweet potato pie.  Merry Christmas, everyone.