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Christmas Books




I collect Christmas books all year, and in November I start reading them to help wake up the Christmas spirit.  Here is what I have read so far this year.


This book pokes fun at those people who may get a little carried away with Christmas decorations.  It is fiction, of course, because no one really does that.  Or, do they?  Hmmmm...


 Sweet book about struggles we all have, and how they seem to grow larger around the holidays.  I love stories where everything gets better before the story ends.  Highly recommend.


This is a fun book but not a page turner.  Forty years earlier, five couples were married by a pastor who turned out to be something else entirely.  Their marriages were not legal, and their state doesn't recognize common law marriages.  You will have to read the book to see what happens.


Some Christmas stories by Louisa May Alcott, taken from her books.


It is a rare thing when a book makes me cry, but this one did.  I read this while we were on a cruise recently.  There I was, sitting on the deck with a nice sea breeze, crying like a baby.  I hope everyone reads this one.


If you have read this blog before, you know this is my favorite Christmas book, and I read it every year.  It was just as good as ever this year.  There are copies of this book at the library, but I would recommend buying your own copy to read over and over.

Happy reading, and Merry Christmas!

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