Okay, now for my final post in this Christmas series. A little over a year ago, my grandmother past away. There's so much that I learned from her and so much that she gave me, I could never find the words to explain what she meant to me. She gave me the first Christmas tree that I could call my own. She loved this time of the year. And so today's picture is an Angel that she gave me several years ago. That angel used to set atop of that tree she gave me, but as we've got bigger trees, we've moved her to a safer spot as a decoration.
So with a very heavy heart, I present you with my angel, which Ruth gave me.
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This is a really sweet post, Matt. My grandmother passed away almost two years ago now, and I really miss her at Christmas, too. They live on in our hearts.
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