When I think about Christmas, I think of a well-decorated tree, a fire crackling on the hearth, and, hanging right above the fireplace, a brightly-colored Christmas stocking hanging up and waiting for Santa. Now that I’m older, I might not necessarily figure Santa as much into the equation, but every year without fail there […]
When I think about Christmas, I think of a well-decorated tree, a fire crackling on the hearth, and, hanging right above the fireplace, a brightly-colored Christmas stocking hanging up and waiting for Santa. Now that I’m older, I might not necessarily figure Santa as much into the equation, but every year without fail there […]
When I think about Christmas, I think of a well-decorated tree, a fire crackling on the hearth, and, hanging right above the fireplace, a brightly-colored Christmas stocking hanging up and waiting for Santa. Now that I’m older, I might not necessarily figure Santa as much into the equation, but every year without fail there […]
When I think about Christmas, I think of a well-decorated tree, a fire crackling on the hearth, and, hanging right above the fireplace, a brightly-colored Christmas stocking hanging up and waiting for Santa. Now that I’m older I might not necessarily figure Santa as much into the equation, but every year without fail there […]
When I think about Christmas, I think of a well-decorated tree, a fire crackling on the hearth, and, hanging right above the fireplace, a brightly-colored Christmas stocking hanging up and waiting for Santa. Now that I’m older I might not necessarily figure Santa as much into the equation, but every year without fail there […]
