This was a bad Christmas. I was 16 years old. My mom didn't remember the holidays, therefore there was no tree and no gifts at home. My sister Jeri was now married and didn't invite me over like she usually did, and my aunt Jacki didn't invite me either. It wasn't like I had any way to get over to either of their homes if I just wanted to stop by.
I was at home crying. My boyfriend Michael's mom came to pick him up from Anaheim, CA where he lived and he asked if she could stop by my place and pick me up. We had a two hour drive to Oxnard, CA where we celebrated Christmas at his grandparents' home.
Here I was, sitting on the guest bed in his Grandmother's home. I did get a Christmas gift from his mom, two tickets to the movie theater for me and her son.
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