My mom had given me the three of these ornaments (one green, one red, one white). They had been on our tree since I can remember. She bought them at a store in the Twin Cities when my sister was a baby and I was womb-bound (which means they are 44 years old). They were 15 cents for three of them and were made in Hong Kong. 
She took a couple back with her (one for her for the time being and one for my sister - which I should have thought of earlier).

My mom had given me the three of these ornaments (one green, one red, one white). They had been on our tree since I can remember. She bought them at a store in the Twin Cities when my sister was a baby and I was womb-bound (which means they are 44 years old). They were 15 cents for three of them and were made in Hong Kong. 

She took a couple back with her (one for her for the time being and one for my sister - which I should have thought of earlier).

  1. sdotmarymartha said: oh man, reminds me of ornaments from when I was little. The worst/best were the hardened baked non-cookie cookie ones because I always wanted to eat them
  2. hikergirl posted this
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand.

- Henri Nouwen

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