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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required One of my favorite parts of Christmas is not the joy and merriment we make…it’s not the presents…or the food…it’s the family photo that we take. Our yearly Christmas photo, a gift that can’t be bought…shows the changes within our family another year has brought. Change is subtle…occurring gradually throughout our days and nights…our Christmas photo, capturing a moment in time, brings our changes into the light. Some changes are easy to see…they don’t involve a lot of thinking…like how our children and now grandchildren have grown taller…while Deborah and I are shrinking. It is easy to see the changes we’ve all made physically…but each year our Christmas photo makes me think of the changes I cannot see. What were our highs and lows this year…who had joys…who had heartaches along the way…who finished school, who changed jobs, who came home…who moved away. But my favorite part as I view those who in this years photo are cast…is the moment I take this years photo and compare it with Christmas photos of the past… Looking back…I can see all the changes in our lives that have taken place…but I still see the same smiles…the same love on every face. I think that’s why I love our Christmas family photos so much…why they give ma such a thrill…because I can see the things about us that have changed…and the one thing that never will.
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