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Sometimes a supposed mistake becomes the most treasured
posted by
Annicita
on December 14, 2015 at 6:39 PM
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TAPS
I fully understand how the 'wrong thing' became the 'right thing' - it's all a matter of the ...
posted by
Nautikos
on December 10, 2015 at 10:50 AM
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I love christmas memories!!
The children and I do the same thing as I take odds and ends out of giant red rubbermade containers. Many home made creations are still intact and up around the house. This will be our first Christmas in our new home, very excited!!
posted by
kat83
on December 10, 2015 at 9:11 AM
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TAPS
i wrote PatB by mistake, same thoughts love.
posted by
WileyJohn
on December 9, 2015 at 3:45 PM
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PatB
The thought counts and you'll cherish that snowman forever.Sorry about your sister Joan.
posted by
WileyJohn
on December 9, 2015 at 3:43 PM
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That's the Christmas sipping love.
posted by
BC-A
on December 7, 2015 at 9:44 AM
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posted by
Kabu
on December 6, 2015 at 5:03 PM
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Thank you for sharing that story and a photo of a real treasure.
posted by
WeatheredLight
on December 6, 2015 at 1:13 PM
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It's amazing to me how sweet those who suffer debilitating
conditions can be in spite of limitations and pain. So many heroes. Cute snowman, and a joyful reminder. Merry Christmas.
posted by
Pat_B
on December 6, 2015 at 3:54 AM
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Oh he is handsome. What your sister's family gave their mother is priceless. Some are never visited again after they are dropped off. This is a lovely story. Merry Christmas to you and yours.
posted by
Justi
on December 5, 2015 at 10:04 PM
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TAPS
Love your snowman love.
posted by
WileyJohn
on December 5, 2015 at 6:32 PM
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I should explain that these are those fancy department store creations that came from gifts, or the decoration itself, that she had splurged on....the one from when I was six is an angel head with feather wings, etc.
posted by
Krisles
on December 5, 2015 at 6:17 PM
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TAPS
I teared up reading this....and it helped firm up an idea I'd toyed with. I ran across Mama's box of 'heritage bows'....bows that she has used on our packages for years, the oldest from when I was six! Some are so fragile we handle them like glass. I'm going to make a shadow box of the most precious, and take it to Mama. Each one has years of memories.
posted by
Krisles
on December 5, 2015 at 6:13 PM
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