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Thursday, December 06, 2018
Christmas Memory
Christmas is a time of memories.......... often softened by the years and the glow of Christmas candles.......
There was one Christmas Eve -- I was in the kitchen making dinner for the family. My parents were down visiting which was always a stressful time for me...... everything had to be just perfect ya know?!
I heard my father's voice talking softly.... I peaked my head around the kitchen door and saw two pairs of feet sticking out from under the tree...... My Dad's and my eldest daughter's (who was around 2 or 3 at the time)
He was telling her to look for the fairies in the tree....... I don't remember anything else he said because I was dumb struck by the fact he was building a fairy tale .. and making memories. I was seeing a new side of this man I called 'Dad'
Since then I can't see a Christmas tree without looking for the fairies that dance in it's branches.
May warm Christmas memories bless your holidays..............
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Aww, what a wonderful and precious memory. This made me smile :) Here's to adding more wonderful Christmas memories this year :)
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That is such a strong visual image! Thank you! I love your trip down memory lane.
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Wow - a beautiful memory indeed.
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