My newest Christmas memory

Part of me wishes I was the type to post pictures of every little thing.

But I'm not.

So I'll just write the details down.

On Christmas night, we try to go by my grandmother's but I wasn't feeling too good, so I sent my husband over there to take the present I'd bought her.  He comes back with her present to me and I swear, I choked up.

It's a framed, matted & mounted needlepoint history of my life with him.

Bordered on one side, it's about him, it list things like: Husband, Father, brother, son...