Day 5 -- Favorite Christmas memory
Well for those who know me well this is going to come as a surprise...
The first Christmas I was on my own, my mom's father came over to put up my Christmas tree for me because I was completely at a loss as to what to do. (Honestly I still have to grab a man to put the tree up! Sad I know!) I wasn't real close to him so it meant a lot to me that he came over and helped me. I guess for some this seems like a stupid favorite memory, but hey, it means something to me.....
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