My daughter came to me fighting back tears. She hovered at my side for a moment before drooping dramatically and bonelessly, the way girls do so well, onto the sofa beside me. "What's wrong," I asked warily because I never know what's coming. "I don't know," she said with a long sigh. "Christmas just isn't the same anymore." It was my turn to heave a deep sigh. There were still Thanksgiving leftovers in the refrigerator, for goodness sake. It wasn't even December.
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My daughter came to me fighting back tears. She hovered at my side for a moment before drooping dramatically and bonelessly, the way girls do so well, onto the sofa beside me. "What's wrong," I asked warily because I never know what's coming. "I don't know," she said with a long sigh. "Christmas just isn't the same anymore." It was my turn to heave a deep sigh. There were still Thanksgiving leftovers in the refrigerator, for goodness sake. It wasn't even December.
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INTRO: OUTRO:Cheryl-Anne Millsap writes for The Spokesman-Review in Spokane, WA. She is the author of "Home Planet:A Life in Four Seasons," and can be reached at catmillsap@gmail.com
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