I ventured out in the traffic and weather to finish the last of my Christmas shopping today. A smile found its own way across my lips when I heard the song that started to play when I entered the first store. It was my favorite Christmas song when I was 3 and 4 years old. It brought back feelings from those long-ago days that memory paints with gold. Then I knew. I knew that somewhere in Heaven I was remembered.
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