Today's prompt was to journal about your best and your worst Christmas. Thinking about my worst has me a little down this evening. It still affects me I guess over 40 years later. I wonder if my brother & sister even remember it. I haven't seen/talked to my sister for several years but when the past is brought up by my brother we don't seem to remember the same things. I think we each remember the things that affected us as individuals. Memories are strange things.