“You mean this is all for ME?”
I’m not sure how old Daniel is in this Christmas photo. He’s sitting on the hearth in my parents’ house, and yes, probably most of those presents were for him. And that’s the way it should be.
The stocking hanging behind him is mine, and I still use it. It’s hanging from my own mantel right now. Some of those ornaments pictured are hanging on The Compound tree.
These are the things I need to think about right now. The wonderful memories. The traditions. The familiar. The children in our family–the ones grown and the ones still kids–and all the joys they’ve brought our family through the years. I have to remember the laughter to make more laughter. To cherish those good times to create more. To hold those I love close to my heart, even if I can’t hold them close in a hug.
Hugs back to you for providing such great memories for your family (and me, as I learn more about you and your amazing family)!
Thank you, Geri. Your hugs are much needed and always appreciated! And now it’s your family, too.
That’s a wonderful photo.
My dad commented this year that I would have had them up at five-thirty on Christmas morning thirty-odd years ago…
Thanks!
So you don’t make everyone wake up before dawn now?
No, the dogs do that…
I didn’t get home to Mum and Dad’s until lunchtime this year, so we opened our presents just before the Queen was on tv at three – the latest we’ve ever done it!
Dogs–bless ’em!