I remember a small tile spoon rest my Mother had in the kitchen at Christmas. It said
Christmas is a time of warm remembrance
I think it was my very favourite decoration.
It holds a lot of truth - each celebration, tradition, and joyful memory adding a layer to be unfolded fondly as the years pass.
And now it has even more truth for me, remembering her at her favourite time of year.
Beginning traditions with my own daughters, that they may someday stop and smile to recall.
And remembering the greatest truth of all.
I hope you are well, dear reader, thank you for following along!
