A Christmas to remember
It was a beautiful Christmas morning with fresh snow on the ground from a blizzard the night before. I awoke to my five- year-old telling me, “Mommy, wake up, it’s Christmas!”
So I awoke with a smile, sat up and stretched and said to my son, “Merry Christmas, Baby. I love you.”
As we made our way down the stairs Michael jumped up and down with joy in anticipation of the presents waiting under the tree.
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