Christmas Reflections

Memories of Christmases past swirl by me in kaleidoscope fashion as I remove the contents of boxes surviving my divorce.

A Santa here, an angel there, from way back when my children were mere infants. My children are all grown now, and as I remove each treasured memory I realize it is not the actual physical Christmas trinket that is cherished, but more a year of my life, and each of my children are an ornament of my soul…wrapped in golden shiny paper with beautiful red and green ribbons.

The love I feel for my sweet children, grandchildren, mother, sisters, nieces and nephews, brothers in law, and friends, and even those wonderful exchange students that waltzed in and out of our lives for years are all a part of a Christmas making a beautiful tapestry of love.


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