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Remembering Nana

Whenever I set up my Christmas village display for the holiday season, I think of my little dear. Some of the pieces I have from her, like the pink Santa Claus, pink ceramic tree, and little houses , must be 80+ years old. I fondly remember visiting nana and grandpa on Christmas and how amazing the aroma from her home cooked meals filled up the house. Oh, how I miss those days and my loved ones who are no longer with us, but watching from above. 👼

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