Just as my eyes were welling up because my family had deserted me in the midst of putting up "stuff" that I am only going to have to take down in 30 days or so... I had overcome my inner-Scrooge and taken the stroll down memory lane but was left alone there by my family, missing my Dad, feeling overwhelmed with the to-do list, etc. That's when God gave me a "Kiss" and made it all better....

Best cure for the Christmas decorating, too much nostalgia, too much to do, family fighting, bah humbug blues? A dark chocolate Hershey’s kiss from last year found in the bottom of a stocking.
A sweet reminder that I am loved and under all the traditions, decorations, differences, disagreements and crazy nonsense is a sweet simple gift; sometimes forgotten but always there when you need to find it.

-- Krista Carty