Christmas will be here soon. We’re going to Mom’s house in Ohio and spending the weekend there.
Spending Christmas with Mom always brings back memories of mornings with colorful trees, lots of presents, messed up hair and puffy morning faces, and candy-filled stockings too big for any normal human being’s feet. I remember one Christmas when Mom got me so many presents for Christmas that I broke into a frenzy of tears. I couldn’t decide which new toy to play with first.
If only somebody would make me cry these days…
























