The First Christmas

Will you do something for me? Hug your Mom. When she begins to get on your nerves, smile and kiss her cheek. When she tells you a story for the 10th time, listen. When she starts telling you about the old days, pull up a chair and take notes. Take her picture, hold her hand, tell her you love her.

This will be my family’s first Christmas without my Mom. It’s really hitting home tonight. Never take those you love for granted. Tomorrow is not promised.

Say I love you, hug often, spend quality time, treasure every second.

Many blessings to all.

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