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I will be busy today with lots of chores, but I wanted to play the Christmas image game with Pea.
1. Google for Christmas (or the December Holiday of your choice) plus the year of your birth.
2. Post the most charming picture you can find in one of the searches it gives you.
3. Get misty with nostalgia over hot cocoa and peppermint cookies.
Here is a family of boys with their aluminum tree! I don't know these boys, but I didn't have a childhood like this, so I want to pretend this is my family, OK? After looking at this picture I realised the curtains were even changed out for the holiday.
About nostalgia, well, I have created my own memories. The pics I do have of me and my family in the holidays are terrible to look at. They're mostly of the four of us kids, sitting on the couch in our hand me downs and if you look closely at me, I am always crying. Always. Even on Christmas, with all the Strohs beer bottles and full ashtrays and the tree in the background, you can tell I am trying to stop crying. It was hard, being me, as a child. Statistics say the abused children abuse their own children, creating a terrible cycle.
Once I heard that, I was determined to never have children.
Once I had children, I devoted my life to them. May they never know the terror of being shoved out of a moving car, or dropped off in the middle of a corn field, 150 miles away from home, in hopes that we would never find our way out.
May they never have to step around drunks to get at their presents. May they always know that Dad and I love them and that God is with them.
Here are the Christmas memories we have made!!!