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Introducing, Sir Winston the best Christmas gift of all!

The seasons can be hard for so many, being away from loved ones, having lost someone you love. I know for me it’s hard being away from my family on the other side of the country or thinking of family members that I’ve lost over the years. However, I use it as a way look back at the good times I had and an opportunity to create new and lasting memories with friends and family.

Merry Christmas to all of you and your families, may your Christmas be filled with lots of love, light and magic! I hope this moving narrative of George, Trent, and Winston finds you moved, as I continue to build and share their story. Here’s a link to Part I, just in case you previously missed it.

After retrieving his walking stick, Trent and Winston took a brisk walk around the park and headed home. The thought was a foreign concept to Trent, but it gave him a sense of comfort and stability he’d not had in a long time. He allowed the sense of warmth and belonging to wash over him like a soothing balm.

On his walk home he spotted a sign hanging in the window of what looked like a classy jazz lounge. Come join us for Timeless Tuesday as we count down the new year to the sound of the Roaring 20’s. It’s going to be the Bee’s Knees, so put on your swanky threads for a swell time! He smiled, this might be the perfect opportunity to dig into his extensive wardrobe to network, as well as, investigate the local scenery.

Trent walked excitedly the rest of the way home with the thought, his friend was right, this town was definitely full of interesting surprises! Walking up the stairs the smell of something sweet and slightly tangy teased his nostrils. The aroma made his stomach eagerly rumble with anticipation. 

Trent opened the door and yelled a greeting to George, “evening buddy, what ya cooking?” George chuckled, “nothing fancy, just winter squash agrodolce.” Trent entered the kitchen and patted his friend on the back, “those semesters you spent abroad in Italy helping your uncle Louie have truly proven handy.” 

George smiled fondly thinking of his time in Italy getting to better know his family. He chimed in,we actually got a postcard from him inviting us to spend the new year with him. Trent smiled sadly, understanding all too well how precious time with family is. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, George assured him that he told his uncle now is not a good time, but that they’d visit again soon. 

George asked how his first exploration of the town went, instantly reminding him of the sign he’d seen hanging in the lounge window. George smirked, “I know that look, you’re scheming again, what sort of ideas do you have up your sleeve this time?” Trent laughed good naturedly, and told his friend about the sign he’d seen for New Year’s Eve celebration at the lounge.

George was glad to see Trent excited for the holidays, he knew this time of year was especially hard for him. Over the years Trent and George had adopted each other as brothers. They’d grown quite close after George too had lost both his parents within months of each other their sophomore year of college. They understood each other, without the sad looks of pity they received from others when they found out about their loss. They had a comradery that few their age understood.

Trent finished his story of the days events with a thoughtful expression, but seemed to hesitate. George had known Trent long enough to know his friend wanted to share something, but was holding back. He had hutch that it had something to do with Christmas only being 3 days away, and they still had no tree or no hint Christmas cheer about the apartment. George had been waiting for Trent to get settled in so they could decorate together like they’d always done in the past.

George said excitedly, “I have an idea, tomorrow morning let’s walk Winston together and we can go pick out a tree at the park.” Trent instantly lit up,”that’s a perfect idea and we then we can stop to the antique shop for a new tree topper. I saw a star in the window that reminded me of the one my family had as a kid.”

Sending much love, light, and warm hugs for a beautiful and memorable Christmas to cherish for many years to come! 💞

A Gentleman’s Christmas Part II: Home at Last

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Hello, my rays of sunshine! I’m Jenna Gee, aka the Sunshine Artist, always seeking to brighten the world around me and seeking to help others embrace the magic that’s inside them. Every day is an empty canvas waiting to be painted and an empty page waiting to be written. Let’s fill today with the magic of the world around us!


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