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Nov 2020
Christmas is here, or so some may say. The music is playing, decorations are on display. Stores have more merchandise than ever before. People are scurrying and planning to buy more. Kids are making lists for Santa to see, while some parents are  stressed as can be.

I have been called a scrooge and some may not like my ways. Please forgive me for not counting down the days. You see,  I will slow down for something important I don't want to skip....a holiday others may not believe is as hip.

When Christmas comes I will remember Jesus is the reason but not before I  celebrate the Thanksgiving season. I will bring out the sweet handprint turkeys and memories from each one. And I will reminisce about past Thanksgivings and all of the fun.

I will think about those who look down from above....the lessons they taught about gratitude and love. I treasure the traditions  of recipes shared, stories always told, and football in the yard even when it was cold.  

And still to this day excitement will mount as we gather together with so many blessings to count. Family and friends and so much food to eat....but the time we spend together will be the ultimate treat!!!
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