For me Christmas is him. The most beautiful time. Happiness. Wide smile on a face. My promise. Faith. Religion. And peace. Blessing. Jingles in my ear.
He is my Christmas. The one that makes me better…the one that brings happiness in my life. The one I love!
He is the happy to my holiday.
Jingle in my bells.
Nut to my cracker.
Fruit to my cake.
Present under the tree.
Wish to the star.
Home for my holiday.
Candy to my cane.
Kiss under the mistletoe.
Holly to my jolly.
Winter to my wonderland.
Ginger to my bread.
Milk to my cookies.
Joy to my world.
Star on my tree.
Love of my life.
We promised Christmas together…we promised we will invite people that are less fortunate then we are to join us and share Christmas with us.
We promised…and I know we will get there. I know we will!
Christmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand.
Mother Teresa said…. “It’s not how much we give but how much love we put into giving.”
Give yourself in everything you do. Give gifts that you put love into it. Give gifts that will be a reminder for whole year. Day by day. Month by month. Of how much love you care for another.
Christmas is love in action.
Every time we love, every time we give…it’s Christmas.
Love the giver more than the gift.
My idea of perfect Christmas is to share it with him.
Christmas occurs only once a year.
The love that I have for him occurs only once in a lifetime!
Still holding his hand!