I received a goose for Christmas. Not the kind of goose you'd find on the Cratchit's table in Dickens' A Christmas Carol, but a crystal goose from Russia. As many of you may recall, Sveta lives in a place called Gus Khrystalny. Literally translated it means "Crystal Goose". This small Russian town even has a museum dedicated to cut glass and crystal.
A few months back I expressed a desire to have a goose made of crystal. I said it would be a constant reminder of the beginnings of the life of my first grandchild. I received that goose today. Jessi and Barry brought it back from Russia. It will be displayed prominently in my home and I will treasure it forever.
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