It’s Christmas in 1970 in a small Chicago suburb.
I am three years old, the youngest of five, and I am in heaven.
I get pretty nostalgic around Christmas. It has always been a very important and exciting time of year for our family. This year, my husband, daughter, and I will travel back to my roots in Illinois. Perhaps my daughter will see snow for the first time. Most of my family will be together and that’s what is most important.
Simply can’t wait! Merry Christmas!