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Christmas in the valley is covered with snow this year.
I am going back to the old family home to see my family and have joy and cheer. All my family has gathered on this Holliest of days. To thank and praise Jesus on his birthday. His love we send through giving each gift. Will be felt in the heart of the reciprient. We sit at the table with food fit for a king. Dad leads us in prayer for this Christmas blessing. This holly day is drawing to a end. We hug each other till Christmas comes again. How blessed we are for all of our good fortune. To have been together since Christmas morning.
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