I have these warm and fuzzy memories of Christmas time as a child. My mom baked, she made crafts with me, took me ice skating along with a plethora of other activities that made me cry when Christmas was over. These memories even evoke a few tears now as I think of her and all of the sacrifices she made to create a magical holiday experience for me as a child as a single mother. There is no doubt in my mind that if she was still here she would be taking it to the next level for my children.… Continue