The return of the doll

Credit: Simona Rosenfield

Story told by Peggy Mayo-Standup

We moved so many times that eventually, I lost the Christmas doll. Fifteen years ago, I was at a scrapping workshop with a very close and devoted friend, Pauline Wiedow. 

We were all sharing our favourite stories, and I told my story of the doll. I think almost everyone started to cry. 

That year, at Christmastime, to my surprise, I got the most beautiful Christmas doll ever. 

Pauline brought it to my house, wrapped in beautiful red shiny wrapping paper with the most beautiful green plaid ribbon. 

Now I have a beautiful Christmas doll that will never leave my sight, and she stands right in front of my fireplace to this day.

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