I’m not the kind of person to turn the Christmas music on before Thanksgiving- I was taught to respect the turkey day, but within 24 hours after the big meal, prayer, singing, and a round of what we’re grateful for, the Christmas tree would go up, music would be turned on, and mom’s favorite cinnamon oil would be dripped into the little glass bowl that sat above the burni...
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