Advent: December 15

 Another of my mom's bears, and you can see just the top of one of her tiny x-stitched stocking ornaments hanging on the breakfront.  I use so many of her Christmas decorations, though I have not ever really plumbed the depths of her bins stowed in the garage after I brought them home.  My sister reminded me of one piece we always loved that I had completely forgotten about, so this week I will see if it is out there; it should be, where else would it be.  It's such a bittersweet season for me. Mom always enjoyed it so much, and everything about it reminds me of her. I miss her incredibly; I will never not.