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.
20. When I was like 6 or 7 I started to question whether Santa was actually real so I thought I’d pull a smart one and send a letter to Santa asking for a picture of him and Rudolph. My dad saw the letter, went out and found a Santa costume, somehow found a farm in the area that had reindeer or elk or something, got the owner to take a picture of him in the Santa suit with one of the reindeer. I got it on Christmas morning and was floored and didn’t doubt it anymore. Pretty sure I found out the next year though because I saw one of my gifts from Santa in a closet in my house a couple days before Christmas
21. My dad passed away when I was 9. He had always been an avid guitar player, and at the time my 14 year old sister also played guitar, so when he died his guitar got passed down to her. Now, I don’t know much about guitars but I do know that you’re supposed to change the strings pretty regularly (or at least every so often.) Well last year was the 7th anniversary of his death, and she had never changed the strings because she wanted to be able to play on the strings he played on. She finally decided to change the strings, and she got jewelry made out of the old guitar strings for my mom, brother, and me. I now get to wear the strings he last played on around my neck, and can carry him with me in my heart and around my neck forever, and there’s no better gift than that.
