One Christmas season past, I saw this 9 year old kid looking up at me with a round face and tight lipped smile. In years to come we'd be picking out Christmas trees to cut and drag through the snow. Decorating these trees required a tall later and agility. I cherish those memories of building a bond.
It's been three Seasons since our last tree. Today she selected a tree with me, strapped it to the roof of her car, brought it home, and strung the lights. Christmas home again. Joy to the world. Grateful for my place in this life.
It's been three Seasons since our last tree. Today she selected a tree with me, strapped it to the roof of her car, brought it home, and strung the lights. Christmas home again. Joy to the world. Grateful for my place in this life.
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