The Gift

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Many moons ago…those daughters and I…

Made an unexpected trip to the Ozarks…to spend Christmas…with that dear sweet aunt of mine…

Life in the toilet…marriage on the brink…needed distance…needed a place to go…needed someone…who cared…

Crashed the family holiday…were welcomed with open arms…soothed with hugs…laughter…support…and gifted…

With homemade holiday sweatshirts…wore them proudly…that very special holiday…and have worn them proudly…ever since…

And so today…we celebrate gifts…the gift of Jesus…the gift of family…the gift of friends…the gift of loved ones who are there…when you need them most…

And the gift…of homemade snowman sweatshirts…made by someone special…someone kind…someone caring…someone who deserves to know what a special gift she is to us…

And to everyone…who knows her…
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And those daughters of mine…agree…