12 Days of Christmas Memories: Child of Divorce

xmas 1985
One of my favorite Christmas presents, circa 1985

Daddy’s car died on that freezing winter day as we headed to the first Christmas in his new house.

He said we’d have to walk the rest of the way.  I was frightened, afraid to fall on the ice.  He carried my sister but couldn’t carry me and stay balanced.  He took my hand and we began walking, watching every step. 

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