Waiting for Christmas

My love for him and my love for the holidays had to be kept separate before this year. My sister and I could hardly sleep on Christmas Eve, we would cuddle up together in our matching pajamas but we were always too excited to sleep. We would wake before the sun, “sneak” down the steps and have paper and presents all over the living room before daylight.  My mom made our Christmas so special, year after year. I’ve tried to do the same. I’ve carried on the same traditions. Matching…

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