I have no kids, but my mom still loves me, so I make time to go on holiday with her.
For the first time in my life, I’m not afraid to take her for a drive.
When I see a Christmas tree, I know I’ll never forget the way she looked.
This is how I remember her.
She used to sit in the back seat, watching us drive down the road.
She would look out the window, like she was waiting for us to go into the mountains.
I love her, I really do.
But it’s just a memory, and the holidays have taught me a lot about the importance of family.
I’ve learned that she always wanted me to be a firefighter, and she always loved me when I got to be the little boy I was.
She was so proud of me and I was always so proud to be her little boy.
I don’t know how I ever felt like that when I was a kid, but I guess I was scared to be different, because I had always been scared of being different.
But it’s a very normal thing for us, as parents, to be afraid of that kind of thing.
I learned to be able to accept it.
It’s very hard to be comfortable around a kid that’s afraid of being a different kind of kid, because they have no idea what that is like.
You want them to have fun, and I’m sure that when you have a kid who’s afraid, it’s something you want them too.
If we can be proud of what we’re doing with our time, and with our money, we’re really proud of who we are.
We have to remember that our kids are in this together, that we are all just human beings and we can all have our problems.
For those that need it, and for everyone else, there’s always someone out there who is just like you and will be there for you through thick and thin.
Christmas is here.