me enjoying a glorious sunrise. my parents will join us shortly, then the kids will be up and before long it will be the sounds of ripping paper, laughs and many happy faces. for now, it’s calm, restful and peaceful. the lights are on now on the christmas tree inside. coffee with a shot of whipped cream in it since it’s the holiday.
it’s easy today to remember the christmas mornings of childhood and all those fantastic feelings come back at once. here’s a picture of my dad, my sister and me in 1969.
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