It's Christmas Day. I always loved, decorating the house with my mom and sister. Man do I miss them so much.
We would go buy a real Christmas tree, but only a week before Christmas. The smell of pine would fill our house, it was like heaven.
So when we arrived at Grayson, family home, and I walked in the smell, hit my nose the memories, came flooding back. I didn't even know, I was crying until Grayson asked me what is wrong.
I looked at him confused, said you have tears in your eyes and on your cheeks,
I put my hand on my face and felt the wetness, on my cheek.
I then turned and looked at Grayson I said I guess I was just thinking this is the first Christmas without my mom and sister.
Grayson then smiled and open the double doors, I was in awe, as I looked around their home, no cor
