There’s a cross on her neck. It reminds her of her saviour who died for her on the cross. The one person who loves her unconditionally. The one person she disappoints most of the time but still continues to love her despite. I love you Lord.
The house is decorated. Filled with huge red bows with long golden bells. The stairs are lined with beautiful Christmas lights and the long table is filled with food. But there’s no one to celebrate with.