It's nice to think of the flawless christmas fantasy, but nostalgia isn't limited to the good memories. One christmas we were at my grandma and grandpa's house here in Wisconsin and my older sister gave me rocks for christmas. She got them on a class field trip and thought they were pretty. We had a tumultuous relationship and in my three year old brain, my nasty old sister had given me coal. I was so upset I screamed and sobbed and ran straight for the garbage can and spiked them into it as hard as I could. To this day, that horrible incident is a family joke and every year I threaten to give my sister coal for christmas lol. Ah, memories.
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