I’ve always loved the holidays– the soft glow of holiday lights, the sound of ever-merry Christmas carols, the festive smell of evergreen and the taste of warm, freshly baked cookies.
But my connection to the holidays is a complicated one because it also stirs memories of childhood holidays that weren’t always especially jolly.
My childhood Christmases were beautiful in many ways, at least from the outside looking in. Decorations went up Thanksgiving weekend and stayed up through mid-January.
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