My favorite holiday memory has to be last year. As a child, we were super poor and never really had Christmas. As a result, I came to dread the holiday every year. I always felt extremely guilty if someone got me a gift. Well, last year, my husband and I were getting ready to move cross country, so we said no gifts. We only had a TV, two camping chairs, and a small table left in the house, since the movers had already come. When I woke up, there as a line of presents by the fireplace. He decided to make up for my bad experiences. He started with "baby's first gift" all the way up to "a gift for my wife." We're talking baby, toddler, child, pre-teen and teen. I cried because it was the sweetest thing in the world. So extremely thoughtful.
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