50 Stories About Christmas Presents That Will Make You Ugly Cry
A huge picture frame full of pictures of my son. My sister-in-law took the time to go through my pictures on Facebook, save the best ones, get them printed out in different sizes to match each spot of the frame.
36. Santa brought me a Grumpy Care Bear. In 1985. I still have him. He’s come with me to have my babies and get my boobs cut off. He’s travelled this wide red land with me, comforted me through deaths of loved ones, traumatic events, disappointments and multiple depressive episodes I am lucky to have come out of. He still has all his hair, is still blue, is still Grumpy and still with me. He’s fucking awesome.
37. I’m adopted, my birth mom didn’t remember my birth father enough to include any info on heritage or anything like that. I’ve always been curious where the other half of me is from. My best friend has always known this so him and his girlfriend got me a 23 and Me so I can find out more about myself and where I come from!
