My #100thankfuldays ~ Day 78



Christmas doesn't come from a store, 
maybe Christmas perhaps means a little bit more.
~ Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole Christmas

As long as we know in our hearts 
what Christmas ought to be, Christmas is.
Life is unfolding by each step you take -
but, it is fulfilled by every choice you make.♡☆♡
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