Santa brought me to Hawaii for our anniversary! I am so lucky that he has not sent me packing even after 25 years. When I met him I was a mess . . . no lie. He didn't do anything to straighten me out . . . I wouldn't be where I am today if it wasn't for the grace of God and Santa's patience. All Santa did was love me . . . which as my Granpa J. used to always say, that was all that little girl needed.
Thanks baby for loving me! I love you!