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This husband and I…
Took our daily trek to Menards…him walking a little ahead…his beautiful wife slightly behind with the cart…suddenly veers off the chosen path…have a habit of doing that…the two of us walking along…browsing and chatting…when suddenly my Mr. realizes…he is talking to the air… And so it was…this old gal…suddenly drawn to a display…of mini ceramic trees…the box aptly labeled…nostalgic trees…and were they ever…nostalgic…tugged at the heart strings more than expected…little me…made one of these…in Girl Scouts… Every Christmas…it sat proudly on the north chest…according to the sticker…until that mother of mine was gone…her Christmas…was no more…and now…look at that…it’s trendy again…Old Gal wondered…if she had it…in one of her many boxes…of holiday marvels… Little girl me…hoped she did… Old Gal went back and forth…is she really going to dig into the back of the storage space…go through all of those boxes…just to see if little ceramic tree…was still there… Little Girl me…knew she would… And so it was…nestled in a shoe box…with other special treasures…evoking special memories…of Chirstmases…long ago… Nostalgic indeed… And this husband of mine…agrees…
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