Not too worry, I always enjoy the time with my son. He makes everyday so special. I do try to concentrate on making his holiday a great one, so most of the time...most don't have any idea how miserable I was on the inside. I just don't want my son to have the same feelings for Christmas that I do. Isn't is strange how we carry so much from our childhood?
Life is still good...it is what you make it.
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. ECCLESIASTES 3:1
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