There are many things that come to mind when I think of Christmas and the holiday season - songs, stories, memories, scents, tastes, smiles, and on and on and on. But the single most profound impression of the day for me is freedom. Christmas was the one day that my family was guaranteed NOT to have to go anywhere, do anything, be anything to
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The summer before last, my mother's next-door neighbor found a gift hidden in the tool room from "Santa" to Mom. That means it was from my dad, who had been dead over 15 years. The neighbor was sure that it was a diamond, but Mom said it was more likely scotch tape. Still, she waited until I was there to open it.... and it was scotch tape. ;)
Santa works in mysterious ways, and times.
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