A favorite is 1979 New Year's Eve. I was pregnant with my firstborn (daughter), my hubby and I were married only 5 months and we just moved into our new home. We were in Germany and from our living room window we could see the fireworks that were going off in the city over the river. It was one of the most romantic and loving time I have ever felt in my life. Sort of like being in my own personal Heaven.
I would want to go back to August, 1999 and see my mother again. It was the last time I got to spend with her before she passed away. Just to hear her voice and see her face again would be nice.
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