Five years ago, on the coldest Christmas Eve, our house heating system suddenly broke down. We were freezing, and no repairman could come until the next day. My dad came up with an idea: "Let's all sleep in the living room!"
We dragged all our mattresses and blankets into the center of the living room. We built a chaotic "fort" of pillows and huddled together like penguins to stay warm. We turned off the TV and just talked for hours—about old memories, silly jokes, and our dreams.
Usually, after dinner, we would all scatter to our own rooms with our phones. But that night, the cold forced us to be physically closer, which brought our hearts closer, too. We fell asleep listening to each other's breathing. It was the coldest night, but the warmest memory my family has ever shared.
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