This little box first entered my life sometime in the early 70s. I knew when it was first placed in my hand that it would always hold a special spirit ... a special warmth ... a special love .... to me.
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Mom made this for me.
Even when Mom was alive, there was never a Christmas when this little box just snatched a part of my breath away as I readied it to be front and center on my tree.
And now, as she still glances down on me, that little box has even more meaning, her handwriting makes my eyes brim and the saying brings me a warmth that comes from deep within. What a wonderful gift she gave me! I can see your smile and hear your laughter Mom!! What a great lady!
Oh yes, Happy Birthday from this week!!!
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