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Blogmas 2018 – Day 20 #christmas #blogmas #blogmas2018 #christmas2018
Missing you, Grandma, at Christmas and always.
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Poetry Tuesday – The Greatest Gift
Everyone gathered, young and old, Around the Christmas tree topped by a star of gold. Smiles spread across faces; the air was light and warm, For it was many years ago the Blessed Babe was born. Content with what they had heard, They could now rest assured That peace and goodwill toward all men Would…
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Blogmas 2018 – Day 12 #christmas #blogmas #blogmas2018 #christmas2018
https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2Fcyndi.hilston%2Fvideos%2F10154756953580030%2F&show_text=0&width=560 Merry Christmas!! As a gift to you, I’m sharing with you a part of a Christmas chapter from my story, Hannah’s Rainbow, which is based on my late grandma’s life. I recreated what a typical Christmas morning was like at my house when growing up and Grandma would spend the night. While…
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Blogmas 2018 – Day 8 #christmas #blogmas #blogmas2018 #christmas2018
A Merry Christmas Smiles frozen in time decorate ruddy faces And stare back at me, all bundled and warm In holiday sweaters and knitted hats. My fingers gently grace the baby Who was once me in the old Polaroid, The white tree with the red bulbs And our stockings with our names in the…
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Blogmas 2018 – Day 6 #christmas #blogmas #blogmas2018 #christmas2018
According to Wikipedia: “The modern Christmas tree was developed in medieval Livonia (present-day Estonia and Latvia) and early modern Germany, where Protestant Germans brought decorated trees into their homes.[1][2] It acquired popularity beyond the Lutheran areas of Germany[1][3] and the Baltic countries during the second half of the 19th century, at first among the upper classes.” The Christmas tree is the most popular secular decoration in homes across…
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Blogmas 2018 – Day 3 #christmas #blogmas #blogmas2018 #christmas2018
The soft glow of candlelight illuminates the sanctuary while we sing “Silent Night.” A reverent awe flows through the atmosphere, seeming to carry everyone present to a higher, deeper level. After the service ends, stepping outside into the chill of the air as snow gently falls adds to that magical quality. It’s dark and the…