When I think back to my childhood Christmas what
I remember most is the magic of it all. My Grandmother
would bake hundreds of cookies – a dozen different
kinds – to share with neighbors. There was always so
much excitement in the air with family sledding trips
and the search for the perfect Christmas tree. I long
for those simpler times.
Once Upon A Memory
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