Time flies when you have stories to share and 18 days to do so......let's start then.
Because we have such a large family we had two Christmas trees, and when I say large family I mean very very big. My grandmother was a farmgirl, one of 9 children, 7 of which lived to reach adulthood, who married a city boy, who was an only child. Five of the seven siblings had on average 5 children, and their children and so on.
One tree, the main one was left empty for Santa to place our things. It was near the fireplace in the family room so he didn't have far to travel to get to it. The other tree was in the living room, that tree was where we put gifts that we would purchase for each other.
As I have discussed earlier I loved music and this Christmas took place in the 80's, hair bands and leather jackets. In 1984 Bon Jovi came on the MTV scene with a song called Runaway. In the video Jon Bon Jovi was wearing a brown leather jacket with fringe. It was a must, I needed one, but I wanted mine in black. I begged and pleaded with my mom. When I went to the mall with my friends I went into the leather store, where they had all different styles of leather jackets. I knew the jacket was out of my mom's price range for what she was going to spend on me for Christmas. I told her that was the only thing I wanted for Christmas that she didn't have to get me anything else.
I didn't hold out much hope. Like I said earlier, I never put a lot of stock in getting anything that I asked for for Christmas. I would have been happy without the jacket. On Christmas morning as I unwrapped my last package from the living room tree, sitting inside the box was a black leather jacket with fringe. My mom had gotten it. I knew how expensive that jacket was, and I took good care of it until during the course of my adulthood and moving I lost it. I had it from the age of 13 until about age 24. I didn't wear it much after the fringe style died down, but I always remember the continual hugs that I gave my mom for getting me the one thing that I had wanted for that Christmas.
Until tomorrow................

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