With her list in hand, we went.
Her pace was slow but steady.
Annie knew what she wanted, which made it simple.
I calculated the time we left after the rush hour and would return home before noon. That was the goal.
We went to a one-stop shop…. easy in, easy out.
Annie notices everything:
The fashion tendencies, the "it" color of the season, how people are dressed, little children, prices, her energy level, what building has been renovated, how the village hung the Christmas lights, if there is gum on the ground…
Her wit, attention to detail, desire for life, and her entire way of being fascinate me.
We walked arm in arm.
Annie recently bought a cane. Not because she needs one but because it gives her security; she said, "I walk faster when I am holding on to something."
Since she had my arm, she left her cane.
Annie asked why I wasn't buying anything. I told her that we were not exchanging gifts as we were going away for Christmas. "The cruise is the gift."
It will be the first time in years that I won't prepare Christmas dinner, and the idea was refreshing. No Christmas list, crowds, wrapping, shopping, or dishes. I hoped it became a new tradition.
The only Christmas traditions I have followed this year are putting up the tree, setting up the nativity, planting the Saint Barbe, and taking Annie Christmas shopping.
Sainte Barbe
With Annie on one arm and her packages on the other, we walked out of the shop, surprised to feel how warm it was outside. Annie slept on the way home.
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