From MorMor's Journal - 1986 Christmas Letter

I know I've posted most of this already from my journals.  But I want to add this letter because it may have a few nuggets for my kids that are not in the journals.  So bear with my and my repetition.

1986 Christmas Letter

I thought I would not write a form letter this year, but I’m running out of time.  We’ve had a busy but very happy year.  I guess the highlights were our visitors this summer.  Einar’s Onkel Knut and Tante Tordis came from Norway.  We had a wonderful time getting to know them and trying to communicate.  Tante Tordis speaks excellent English, and according to them, Einar’s Norwegian is still very good, but we had occasional difficulty communicating ideas.

We were also thrilled to have Mom & Dad, Tim & Mabel, and Roy & Diane here as well.  We saw a lot of Expo and I believe our kids will remember this summer for a long time.  We’ve stored away many happy memories.

Last Christmas we had a foster daughter – a teenager.  Unfortunately that situation did not work out as we’d have liked it to.  Since then we’ve had a very sweet 1 ½ year old.  She lived with us for about three months and now she is in a more permanent situation.

Last week my friend was in the hospital so I had her 2 & 4 year olds for a week.  It’s amazing how well kids cope when it is necessary.  Kirsten & Rachel demanded so little attention, and, in fact, took on the kids as if they were the ones babysitting!  That made the situation so much easier.

On November 30, Sue, Kirsten & I were in what could have been a serious accident.  We were broadsided on the highway and rolled several times.  Although both cars were totaled, our injuries were minor.  Sue had small lacerations on her hands and glass in her eyes (only one scratch there.)  That was the worst of it.  We praise the Lord for His protection.

Einar has had a sporadic year as far as work is concerned.  He’s on at Woodfibre Pulp Mill as a casual right now.  Perhaps that will last until the new mill opens in Britannia.

With both girls in school (Rachel is in mornings until February), I’ve taken on another responsibility.  I’m working with Pastor Purdie as an Administrative Assistant.  Besides the mail, bulletin and calendar, I’m supposed to keep Pastor Purdie from doing jobs others could do and find people to do them.  I’m really enjoying it and since this is not only a new job for me, but a new position in our church, we’re still trying to decide what all it involves.   But I did feel I was doing my job recently when the Pastor told me I was “such a nag.”  It was said with a smile.