When I thought about my favorite memory……. 2 come to mind.
1) Christmas when I was younger. About 8 or so. It use to be called my Christmas because my father would buy everything in sight and it would be under the tree. Just for lil ole me. My father was in my life from birth until about 13/14. Having a relationship with my father is my favorite memory.
2) Seeing my daughter for the first time. That is my most fondest memory. Why? Because I was not able to see my son until he was about 5 hours old because of complications. (nothing major). So seeing my daughter as soon as she was born was……………………. PRICE LESS!
I love my memories. The good and the bad.
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