I'm glad to see my wife happy decorating the living room in the house she grew up in. This was the same living room we saw her mom pass away in. I thought for sure at the time that none of us would want to even set foot in the living room after that night. Thankfully the healing set in and the grief went away, and instead of pondering the negative, we celebrate the positive. Each Christmas has gotten better and better, but still not the same without Brenda.
Now I've got to see about actually putting some presents underneath the tree.
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