This Christmas we went to Nauvoo. We didn’t take toys or gifts. We had a quite, old fashioned Christmas. It was a wonderful time to remember that simple is better. Grandchildren sang songs they remembered and learned new ones. There was a beautiful snow storm that was delightful to see in the early morning. Most of all we enjoyed the Joseph Smith story.
Once back home we found there was a chaos that was familiar. Everyone add to the madness with schedules, foods, and things. There was a time when communication wasn’t perfect. We were all trying hard to do and say everything perfectly. By working at communication too hard it broke down. After a couple of days the communication was perfect because it was accented with loving and forgiving. Time spent together was precious in spite of the pandemonium.
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