CHRISTMAS IN LISTON Hills is the time of remembering who we are, appreciating the life we get to live everyday. In my home it is the only time of the year that the Bray and Stones are all in one place. Papa however is not. He doesn't do family stuff or any social scene unless it pertains to work. He used to but not anymore.
My family and friends of the family is all over the place- the Stones, Brays, Orniels and even the Delroys. The house is now decked with FESTIVE decorations. There is no mistaking what holiday we are celebrating.
Mistletoe's hanging on white and gold chains suspended from the ceilings.
Two Christmas trees competing to almost three meters in height taking up the big guest hall that's catered for the occasion. Tables surrounding the walls filled with ginger biscuits, t
