posted on Dec, 3 2014 @ 09:35 AM
I wish I could sum it all up in one event, but that just isn't possible. It's all bits and pieces of many holidays. Like the one year when I was 5
or 6, and I was so excited that I got up really early and opened all the gifts, even those that weren't mine! Mom was furious, but dad just
hugged me as he produced one as yet unopened gift for me, telling mom I was only little. It was a tea set that he had bought last minute and hastily
wrapped without mom's knowledge.
Or the memories of holidays with just me and mom after dad was gone. How we tried to keep with traditions and rituals of Christmases past, and how
every year when out holiday shopping I will always see things that trigger those memories and it all comes flooding back in a cascade of tears and
Or any given Christmas with my kids, as there is always new memories to be made, and old ones joked about from previous years. Such as one year my
eldest daughter needed a bit of a reminder that some of her behavior was unsatisfactory. So besides that fact that she got a new doll house, a life
size barbie, and a myriad of other things, I put a small piece of coal in her stocking, with a little warning from Santa. OH was she upset! Never mind
the other things she got, she cried and cried over that piece of coal. not one of my better parenting decisions in hindsight, but today as she is 22,
we can laugh about it.
As this holiday approaches, I look forward to new memories, and the hopes that next Christmas, I will finally get to spend with my grandbabies. It
will be my first!