My Favorite Chirstmas Memory

I have been pondering what I would share as my favorite Christmas memory, and I have hands down decided that my favorite memory comes to me from 16 years ago, shortly before my twentieth birthday. Without it my most cherished Christmas memories would not have happened.

A friend and I were attending the staff Christmas party for the club we worked for. I knew few people since I was new to the staff and was quite nervous about the whole thing, without a few drinks to loosen me up I was a very shy and self conscious person. Needless to say, a few drinks were had and door prizes were being handed out. The prize for a bottle of zambucca was given to a drop dead gorgeous, tanned and buff body builder wonderfully handsome man. I found myself sliding up to him asking if he would share, to which he replied, *grin* *wink* "You bet, come by later to m table for a shot!"

Well, I never made it back to the table or saw him again that night, but that was the first time I met my husband. At the time it was all in good fun, flirting and kidding around, but now I know different. That was the night God brought my husband and I together, two broken people from broken homes, brought together to break generational curses and spend a lifetime together of learning and growing. God is good. :O)

My friend Donnetta, owner of My Quiet Corner, has invited everyone to her lovely blog today to share in some Christmas fellowship, won't you join us?