Christmas Eve Memorial

Every Christmas Eve in Memory of my dad, Thomas Isaacson, we head to the cemetary to place a christmas wreath and candle on his grave. We clean off the plot and place the decorations. Then have a quiet moment of memories as "Oh Holy Night" plays on the iPod.

This year as we were uncovering the grave, we found fully intact pictures of the
twins, Meghan and Mason. We informed dad that he received a special gift that day, a newborn grandson. Wouldn't he have been thrilled!