A few days ago, this great big, heavy Christmas box arrived at our door. I don't have any idea what it cost to send, not a little bit I am certain.
As we opened that box, knowing it was too heavy to just contain Mom's Raggedies, something magical began to happen. We began pulling out decoration after decoration, memory after memory. There was her tree skirt, preschool and kindergarten decorations with David's picture, and then there she was, Mom's angel.
We placed a phone call to Dad right away. Did he know he sent us all of this? He assured us he did and wanted us to have them. What a special Christmas surprise. We decided that we would just have to find somewhere in this small house to put up a Grandma Joane tree. It fits beautifully in our 'big' room (kitchen/dining/family room). It is so much fun to wake up every morning and walk down the hall and see this cheerful, happy tree.



1 comment:
How very fun!
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