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.
🎄Dedication
For my three adult children, Sienna, Kalib, and Christopher. I enjoy(ed) bringing you joy every year as children, and I do hope that you will carry on the Christmas tradition in years to come. I love you all so very much. 💋
Love, Mom
Love, Mom
Saturday, November 20, 1993
Sunday, December 25, 1988
Christmas 1988
Christmas of 1988 welcomed a new addition to our family. I am the little girl looking down at the small child, my cousin Mathew. He was kissing our 1st cousin 1x removed, Alyssandra. She was born earlier in the month. Looking on, in the green beret (I have yet to find one for myself) is my great-aunt Betty Arcala. In the teal sweater is my brother Tommy. Our great-uncle Tony (Antonio Arcala) was holding Alyssandra. This was taken at my Aunt Jacki Arcala's apartment in Long Beach, California.
Monday, December 23, 1985
Christmas 1985
This was my 7th Christmas. My brother, Thomas (Tommy as I call him), gave me a gift for the first time. He bought me a Hello Kitty purse from Lakewood Mall. This was at our family home in Long Beach, California.
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