My best Christmas memory is my first Christmas with my husband.  We'd been dating for about 5 months, four of which he lived in one state and I lived in another.  I told my mom I was going to spend Christmas with him and we'd be home on Christmas Day to see them.  It was wonderful--a dumpy little apartment (because when I wasn't there he just worked or went over to his uncle's place), a little home-made tinsel tree from his mom, a fold-out sofa bed with a bad mattress.  And the crowning glory was my raging cold!  I kept apologizing to him for my runny nose and he said, "I don't care if your nose drips all over me!  I'm just glad you are here!"  I knew then he was the man for me!

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Rachynu
Dec. 5, 2008 at 4:31 PM

Aw that is true love simple smile

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kitka...
Dec. 5, 2008 at 5:37 PM

Such a sweet memory!!

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