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tonight i was at the grocery store (drove by myself might i adddddd) to get brownies and cookie mixes that im going to make for people. when i went in, i saw one of those charity workers in red clothes ringing a bell. and after i was done paying. i was really excitttted like little girl to give them all the change i had. but he was gone... it waas a letdown. because i remembered how when i was little i loveeeeddd giving them money. in kentucky, we would walk into krogers and when we saw them, we'd want to give them money RIGHT AWAY. but we'd have to wait. then, after my mom was done, we'd rushhhhh out and hand them. the money. somehow it always made me so h a p p y. and i really wanted that tonight. to feel that fimilar old happiness. i love christmas time. i missssss making snowangels while staring at the starrrrrs feeling infinite. calm. bliss. i misssss in like fourth grade all my friends and i would dare each other to go outside in the freezing 20 degree weather with no shoes and no jacket. brrrrrr. but it didnt matter because it was funnn. our laughter warmed our hearts. i miss waking up and seeing the snow. and knowing that i didnt have to go to school. and then sleeping some more. and then when i would wake up i would run to my neighbor elizabeth's house and we would get our sleds. then, we'd go knock on "the boys" doors. i would get really happy because i had a babycrusssssssssh on one of my neighbors and he liked me too. all of us would go to this giantic hill and sled. laugher. excitttted. hope. butterflies. then, we would crawl across a big pipe because it was icy. and dangerous. i'd pretend that i wasnt scared so others wouldnt be scared. but deep down i was terrified. we would all go back to my house. drink hot chocolate and dry our wet clothes over the heaters. thats what feeeeeeeels like christmastime. sooooon, everyone is invitttted to my house to make cookies to give to the homeless and then go caroling. and we can watch it's a wonderful life and miracle on 34th street. the first christmas i was back in kentucky after the move, my little sister and i decided to go for a walkkk to reminse. we ended up caroling to random neighbors we never knew. and even one family invited us in and gave us cookies and milkkk. and asked us if we could sometime babysit for them. and we couldnt say no. because we felt badddd and obliged. even though we didnt live there. its funny how that was 4 years ago. i love minnesota winters. with the snow. and darknesssss. and my family. i love my family so much. im trying to think of my favorite christmas memory but i cant. thoughts are rushhhhing through my head. being a angel in the church's mass, sitting on santa's lap over the years and being nervous but excitttted, sleeping through the midnight mass, ivanhoe, decorating the tree. mmmmmmmm. i lovelovelove christmas. remember iloveeeeeeyouallso VERY much. please tell me your favorite christmas memory<3333333333333333