I remember growing up. My mother left us when I was seven. My Dad raised me and my Brother as my sister went with her. Christmas was different we sometimes had a.Dad that had to work on Christmas Day and we didnt really have what all our friends with mothers had. We didnt decorate or stuff like that but I can honestly say one year me and my brother got Cap Pistols and candy and fruit. That was probably one of best Christmass ever. He always made sure we had good clothes and food and went to Church every Sunday. We had Love from each other and that was special. We didnt have many gifts but today kids open a gift throw it down and grab another and another. Seems like it was different then with no cell phones no games no computers just LOVE.
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 12:58:08 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015