My Christmas tree is full of memories. This little snowman was made for me by the young daughter of one of our preachers more than twenty years ago, but I still think of Ana every time I hang it on the tree.
That’s how Christmas memories are. They come back to mind each year and I appreciate many of you sharing some of those Christmas memory stories with me when they entered my Christmas Giveaway. I’ll be drawing the winners for the prizes of the decorative Christmas train and books on Sunday. But if you haven’t entered yet, you still have time to throw your name in my drawing hat. Just leave a comment here or send a message from my contact page. Oh, and if you want to see the prizes and details, check out my News & Events Page.
And now here are a few more stories of special Christmas days that linger in memory. First we hear from Susan who remembers a time when her big brother made it home for Christmas.
One of my favorite Christmas memories is when I was about nine. I have two older brothers, one eight years older and the other 11 years older. When I was eight, our family made a BIG move from Oregon to Georgia. My eldest brother stayed “behind” and continued to go to college in the state of Washington. So, we rarely got to see him–Christmas, and maybe in the summer. This was our first time celebrating Christmas in Georgia. It was a BIG deal. My dad had passed away the year before, and all of our extended family lived on the west coast. My brother caught the red-eye in order to be with us on Christmas morning. I remember helping my mom light every candle she could find. We had a fire going in the fireplace. Christmas carols (on records, of all things!) were playing in the background. And mom had bacon cooking on the stove. When my brother arrived at the house, I thought I would jump out of my skin! I was so excited to have my big brother back home, and to have us all reunited. That morning, it wasn’t just the candles that were glowing, we ALL were–it was magical, and a Christmas I will treasure in my heart forever.
Danielle shares about a Christmas memory not too long ago but one where her family found a way to sort of step back in time to celebrate.
My greatest Christmas Memory would have to be about 3 years ago when my mom rented a cabin for the Christmas Holiday. The cabin had no TV so it was very enjoyable. We all got to know one another more. We played games, sang in front of the fireplace, cooked desserts, went and played in the snow as well as walked to the little village. We even made our own tree. We went outside to find materials (sticks , acorns etc) to build our tree. We all had the time of our lives! This memory sticks with me because it was a great time with the family without any electronics. We got to enjoy each others company and get to know each other.
Old fashioned fun with no electronics does sound good.
We’ll end up with a story from Joyce that might make you smile. It’s about one of those very special gifts wrapped in love and hopeful expectation.
My Christmas Memory was the year my son put an engagement ring in a little Santa stocking, hung it on the tree for a surprise for his girlfriend to find after all the gifts were open. His grandfather knew about it, of course, but being elderly, he forgot and thought it was in a package under the tree. So every time she’d open a gift he’d loudly say,”Is that it?” She never did get suspicious of what he meant or at least never let on! Oh, and she did say”yes!”
Granddad must have been as excited about the proposal as Joyce’s son. I’m guessing that memory makes them laugh every time they tell it.
Check back Sunday for the last Christmas stories I’ll post this year and for the winners. I appreciate many of you putting your name in the second drawing for my new kids’ book, Freak of the Week. It will be fun to see what readers think about the story.
So thanks for reading and I hope you are looking forward to a fun and joyful Christmas. I need to be wrapping some more presents!! Or baking cookies!! Or making Chex mix or chocolate candy. Then again, I better not make that chocolate candy too soon or it’ll never make it to Christmas Day.