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Cloud 9 Senior Member
since 2004-11-05
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So I went to my mom's this last weekend (had a wonderful time by the way) Anyhow, she made a little turkey dinner. Threw the years we have been at family functions or not together at all for Thanksgiving and she really never cooked. She finally did and she made the best turkey and gravy...my favorite. the smell of her house brought back lots of memories. What is your best holiday memory? Thanksgiving or Christmas!! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I was six or seven years old....it was Christmas Eve....as usual, my mother and step father were fighting, it was awful...went to bed and cried, was convinced, if the tree was not up and decorated, Santa wouldn't come. In the morning upon waking, I laid there for a long time. Thinking about all the other kids in the world getting Christmas Presents, everyone but me. Not to mention all 20 some kids in my neighborhood. The tree wouldn't be up and there would be no presents here, no scent of ever green, no beautiful gifts with ribbons and a stocking hung with care. I wept myself asleep again, deciding, there was no reason to go downstairs. I awoke to the sound of my mother's voice, calling me....telling me it was time to get up and come downstairs... Took my time, my heart was broken... Walked down the steps with the biggest lower lip flapping....thinking this would be the end of my life...or the end of my life as a child would know it. Santa hadn't stopped by my house this year...and every kid in the block would be wanting to know what I got from Santa. I thought about the humiliation. I couldn't tell them what had happened? what would I tell them...they would all think I was a very bad girl...why else wouldn't Santa leave gifts? I walked into the living room, and there was the most beautiful Christmas Tree I had ever seen, all decorated with multi-colored lights, tinsel and the aroma of pine filled the air....it seemed to me so bright, so festive, as if an angel was glowing right there in my living room. There under the tree were millions of presents (or so I thought) I cannot tell you the miracle of Christmas & love I felt. I looked at my mom, with happy tears in my eyes...still in denial, or thought perhaps I might be imagining, or need glasses, or something? She nodded and said, "Yup, Santa was here last night and did all of this, for you...he must think your a very good little girl!". To this day, I believe in the spirit of Christmas....Alive and well, and as excited as every child Smiles [This message has been edited by LeeJ (12-15-2004 11:15 AM).] |
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