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| Christmas 2011 |
Here is a picture of my Christmas Tree. It sits in our family room and I absolutely love it. Plugging in the lights is my very first chore of the day, even before coffee (if you can believe that). Christmas is a beautiful time of year, but I would be lying if I didn't say that with it also comes much stress and sadness.
My mother loved Christmas. We didn't have very much "extra" money growing up, so she scrimped and saved all year to always give all four of her children a Christmas to remember. When I close my eyes, I can still see the pure joy on her face as we tore into our presents.
Mom is gone now. She became one of my angels. This will be my 18th Christmas without her. I make her an important part of my Christmas in many different ways.
I had a special ornament that hung on my tree as I grew up. I still remember searching the family tree each year to find it. This pinkish red ball with white sparkly dots is the first ornament to be hung on my tree every year. The years are starting to show on my trusty Christmas friend, but you will find it front and center on my Christmas this year and hopefully for years to come. Thank you Mom for giving me my Christmas spirit and teaching me the joy of the season. I love you and miss you always.

