Mall Santas never die, they just grow real bellies made of jelly.
In the process of doing some Lunar Eclipse cleaning, I came across some photos I brought back from a trip to Korea. They were pictures that my grandfather had. The photos were sent to him in Korea by mom, so he and my grandmother could see how our lives in the US were shaping up to be. There were lots of Christmas photos in the mix, and seeing them was the first time this month that I really started to reflect on what Christmas has meant to me over the years.