So
I lost my lovely Dad almost seven years ago. My father was not the type to go and buy gifts so anything he did buy me is very precious.
After he retired, as he was able to spend more time at the shops he would very occasionally pick up random things for me that he knew I would love. As I love Christmas, a fair few of those gifts are Christmas related and take pride of place in our home. One of my most precious gifts was a candle bridge that he picked up one year in Wilco's. It's not expensive nor is it any different from any that you see in shops or online but it is very precious as he selected it for me as he knew I'd love it.
It has taken pride of place in our front window for over ten years or so.
This year was no different. It was carefully unpacked and placed in the window where I could see it. I especially love seeing it when I am walking home. It's like a wee wave from Dad.
Everything was going well until about ten days ago it just switched off. Nothing. 😞
I checked the fuse and it was fine, so I rushed and ordered replacement bulbs. A five day anxious wait till they arrived. When our lovely postman knocked on the door with them, I literally ran and replaced each of the seven bulbs then switched it back on.
Nothing 😢
So it has sat, rather forlornly on the kitchen table, till my DH has had time to spend trying to fix it.
In the meantime I ran round trying to find a replacement. None were to be found as all the Christmas lights had been reduced and they were all sold out. So I decided to wait, place it back in the window and have it professionally repaired in the new year.
My DH has just finished for Christmas and has spent all morning trying to fix it. This is the result.
I cried tears of pure joy when the lights went back on. It was like my dear old Dad was back in the room with us.
I hope each and every one of you get a piece of Christmas magic like we did today.
A very Merry Christmas to you all. 🎄🎅🏼🎁❄️🌨☃️