My face split into a grin today when, at 4:00 a.m., my parents arrived at my apartment. I left them to sleep while I went to work, but we had lunch and dinner together, and did some shopping in the evening. My parents brought a box of my childhood Christmas ornaments with them, and this evening we got them out and put them on the tree. With each ornament, we retold stories of the people who gave them to us, the places they were purchased, or the events or phases they commemorated. It's still Advent for one more day, but today it felt as though Christmas had suddenly burst into my apartment with my parents and our family traditions.
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