We get so busy at Christmastime - buying and wrapping surprises, preparing orchestra books for church services, planning dinners, going to fun events with family. Sometimes we're running without thinking.
One evening, as we were frantically gathering gifts and wrapping presents, my darling husband Jim wrapped one arm around me, softly held my hand, and dancing slowly, guided me over to the mistletoe. The Christmas tree lights were soft and twinkling, Vince Guaraldi was playing, and for one delicious moment, he tenderly kissed me. Ah! My favorite Christmas memory!
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