I know this year’s a different sort of holiday season for most people. We got a White Christmas here in Kalamazoo — not a lot of snow, but just enough to add some sparkle to Christmas Eve and Christmas Morn.
Last night David and I drove down Christmas Tree Lane, where all the houses paint huge signs to look like Christmas cards. David cued up Christmas carols sung by Frank Sinatra and Perry Como, and we toured the lights around town as the snow gently fell. Sometimes it’s the quiet little details that make the sweetest memories.
From our house and hearts to yours, Merry Christmas!
