Last night, curled up on the couch with just the Christmas tree lights on, WG and I were looking at my nativity set atop the armoire. I was telling him about how Bear made the crèche for me and how perfect it is. I mentioned how I had received the pieces over a couple of years and for several occasions until I had the full set. We sat together for awhile, admiring, until I said, "About the only thing missing is a star." WG asked what kind of star I had in mind and having not given it a lot of thought, I simply said I thought it should be lit up, but other than that, I didn't really know. I thought maybe Mary and Joseph should have a bit of light on them as well, but I wasn't sure how to accomplish all that.
Tonight, finally arriving home after running errands, I walked into the living room to see an amazing glowing star atop the crèche! WG had rigged an ornament full of lights, mounted it and even blackened out unnecessary lights to make my nativity scene just perfect.
I stood in awe. I couldn't believe how perfectly he had taken a poorly described vision in my head and made it a reality just 18 hours later.
Oh how I love this man. And oh, the ways he shows his love for me. Thank you, WG. For my early Christmas blessing.