This is the time of year, of course, that families gather.
But families change, sometimes slowly, and sometimes abruptly.
Slowly as babies are added, one by one and children grow.
And abruptly when people depart this earth, leaving behind that empty chair and its accompanying empty cavern in our hearts, having carved great gashes with the roughhewn saw of grief.
For some of us, when the here and now become a bit overwhelming, there is a happier place to visit in that space of our childhood. Those first Christmas memories when we dreamed all starry-eyed of what Santa would bring. No matter what was wrong, everything would be alright – because after all – Santa was coming and we had been (relatively) good.
In this book, you will discover Grandma's childhood Christmas memories. As always there are lots of pictures for the little ones to enjoy. And so much more!
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By Leland Derastel