One of the most precious things we have are our memories. When I think of this time of year, I think of family gatherings, lots of chatter and laughs, and gifts.
I still have the very first Christmas gift that I received from my parents. A small rubber bear that sits in my bedroom.
I don’t have the doll, but I still have the bear all these 68 years later. Do you have a gift that you recall? Why was it so special to you that you remember it years later? Write your comments below. I’d love to know.
I keep all my photos at FOREVER. I easily found these just by looking up the tags: heirloom and Ellen.
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