tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579737918588226847.post4997828456196427830..comments2015-09-26T13:39:22.800-07:00Comments on This Is What Life Is: Christmas EveNikkyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03112021212869515007noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579737918588226847.post-63272631428181618022009-12-26T17:40:25.290-08:002009-12-26T17:40:25.290-08:00I guess we would have been considered poor growing...I guess we would have been considered poor growing up as well, so the presents weren't a big memory for me. My favorite memory would have to be when I was about ten or eleven. I woke up so early that the sky was still fighting between dark and light. A fresh layer of snow had just fallen, and my bones ached just thinking about how cold it was out there. The tree sparkled while all the rooms Jaymehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06235724099571704810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6579737918588226847.post-65427926671928822102009-12-25T02:26:53.841-08:002009-12-25T02:26:53.841-08:00Wonderful! I will see if we can get out one of tho...Wonderful! I will see if we can get out one of those ornaments--I thought you had one. It's a "poor" Christmas in terms of big gifts, but the best is knowing you are all safe and sound...I have stuff for everyone I just never seem to get around to the mailing part! Oh I did get you a non fiction book I think you will enjoy! Christmas has always been bittersweet for me every since Lady Pamelahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00590208398649296545noreply@blogger.com