16 Comments

  1. Ronel Janse van Vuuren
    November 18, 2019 @ 04:59

    Such a beautiful memory! Thanks for sharing 🙂

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  2. Anonymous
    November 15, 2019 @ 21:49

    That was a great memory to share. I feel so bad for you that your photos were lost in a flood. What a shame.

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  3. Toi Thomas
    November 15, 2019 @ 19:43

    What a sad, and also sweet, story of youth, family, and love. Such lovely pictures too. I can’t imagine what it felt like to lose the others. Thanks so much for sharing this.

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    • admin2
      November 15, 2019 @ 19:56

      Family makes the world go around. I know I miss mine.

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  4. sherry fundin
    November 15, 2019 @ 13:57

    that is such a sweet story. it’s sad when those childhood dreams are shattered, but then you get to do the same thing for your kids, filling their heads with wonderful memories too
    sherry @ fundinmental

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    • admin2
      November 15, 2019 @ 19:55

      Yeah as bad as it hurt they were beautiful memories.

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  5. Rebecca Douglass
    November 15, 2019 @ 12:05

    Your dad was a champ to do that for you! And I feel bad for your mom. When she realized what she’d done to you she must have felt awful!

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    • admin2
      November 15, 2019 @ 19:53

      Yeah. It did upset her.

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  6. Patricia Josephine
    November 15, 2019 @ 11:20

    Aww, that is a sweet memory if a bit bittersweet at having the truth come out.

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    • admin2
      November 15, 2019 @ 19:52

      Its a good memory it was still about two years before the truth was revealed after that memory.

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  7. Elaine Kaye
    November 15, 2019 @ 10:49

    Thanks for sharing your memory and for signing up for the blog hop!

    I remember crying when I found out Santa wasn’t real because I loved him so much. It’s a sad thing.

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    • admin2
      November 15, 2019 @ 19:51

      Me too and I cried loudly like my heart was breaking and it was.

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  8. Chrys Fey
    November 15, 2019 @ 10:14

    That is the cutest. I badly wanted to continue believing in Santa when I was 12, but part of me knew he wasn’t real. I just wanted to hold on to that. Coincidentally, that was the age when I walked into my dad’s bedroom on Christmas Eve night and saw the piles of presents for the stockings. lol

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    • admin2
      November 15, 2019 @ 19:50

      I never caught mine about Santa, but I did catch my mama putting out Easter presents and hiding eggs for me to find when I got up. I was sad the Easter Bunny wasn’t real either I think I was about 6.

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  9. L. Diane Wolfe
    November 15, 2019 @ 09:12

    What a special memory. Your dad was a sport to stay on the couch for you so he could let in Santa. I think I was 9 or 10 when I found out Santa wasn’t real. It is rather crushing.

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    • admin2
      November 15, 2019 @ 19:49

      My daddy was the best. I really miss him and mama too. It is rather crushing.

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