At almost nineteen years old, I’ve never celebrated a single Christmas. The closest I’ve ever gotten was seeing my foster parent’s house decorated to keep up appearances of them being a loving couple trying to help those of us they took in. That’s a joke! Honestly, I don’t understand the concept of spending money I don’t have on people. Plus, what do you get those in your life who already have everything? Talk about a stressful situation. My guys and best friend are determined to give me Christmas. Harper drags me shopping from one store to the next for hours. Other than a few small things for the guys, there’s only one thing I can truly give them. Hopefully they like it!