It was a quiet Christmas Eve. After a lasagna dinner, we put on some decent clothes and headed for 7:30 mass. Nick did his thing and colored a few pictures during church. After the Our Father, I look over at Nick and he is talking to the woman next to us, of a grandmother age. He then gives her the picture he's been coloring that is originally intended for Santa. The woman starts sobbing! Which in turn makes me cry...I wasn't really sure why she was crying, but it was Christmas eve and I figured it was just a hard year or something. After church, the husband came over to me and said Nick was a little Christmas miracle. It was their first Christmas without kids and grandkids around and it was a little hard. Nick's picture gift made their Christmas Eve much more special. Which in turn made our Christmas Eve more special!
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