dec. 22 2005 the dr. took the bandages off my eyes an i could see after two years a being blind.
2006-12-25 13:28:40
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answer #1
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answered by scooprandell 7
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The day I phoned my real dad for the first time and he denied that he was my father.that was the day that I realized that I'm the only person I can count on to make me happy.Hard lesson for a 12 year old girl don't you think?
2006-12-25 13:29:34
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answered by Anonymous
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The day my first child was born ...after she took 42 dang hours to get out of my body 4-20-86 !
2006-12-25 13:41:31
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answered by IT'S JUST ME ! 7
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There is so many. I'll pick a bad one. The death of my grandmother (my dad's mom). It was the first time I had to deal with death, I was 12 years old.
2006-12-25 13:29:58
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answered by kim_in_craig 7
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Christmas Day
2006-12-25 13:28:41
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answered by brock 7
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A really bad memory last year, the day before xmas eve.....a family crisis. A sad day for us all. Too personal to put on here.
2006-12-25 13:30:34
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answered by identity crisis! 4
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Usually the CURRENT day is the only one I can remember --hence, logically, the most memorable -- so the answer is generally TODAY.
2006-12-25 13:35:30
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answer #7
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answered by me 7
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Birth of child
2006-12-25 13:27:36
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answered by Nightflyer 5
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Holding my first born son in my arms after he was born and knowing that I am his mother.
2006-12-25 13:30:09
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answered by Nancy M. 4
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When I realized that it WAS, IN FACT, my father that I was burying. I knew RIGHT then that nothing would EVER be the same in my life. Nothing,
2006-12-25 13:30:06
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answered by clever nickname 6
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