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To keep our Faith alive we need to hear each others stories... I thank you for this story! The waiting, I remember as a 10 year old, was for our Mother to come home Christmas Eve... When she did, she couldn't wait for us to open the gold crosses she bought my Sister and Me. With all the other gifts we'd received that year, that connection with Her urgency for us to open that gift has stayed with me over these past 60 years. That joy she had in the giving was infused in me.