Friday, December 2, 2011
Ask Elnora--About Christmas Memories--Lenora Worth
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Love your memory its so cool. I got a bike for Christmas once too.
ReplyDeleteOh I dont know how people go crazy over shoes still working that one out it could be cos I have huge trouble finding shoes that dont hurt.
I think one of my memories of Christmas was the year after dad died. I was 12. We had always had people visit on Christmas eve and had candies out etc. Now I dont really remember this part but no one visited this Christmas eve and it really made mum sad. I think because it was another case where couples stop visiting when you are no longer a couple. anyway Christmas Day (which is when Aussie celebrate) was going to be hard but a friend of ours was a widow and she had one daughter still living at home invited us to join them and there married daughter and her husband and at that stage 2 kids. they had there main meal with more family at night. She knew how mum would feel the first year dad died and how hard it would be. This was the first of I think 6 or 7 Christmas's. We head the whole cooked dinner and bonbons/crackers (with the hats in them) and gifts and just a wonderful time. It would have been lonely at home just mum, my brother and me.
Oh, Elnora, you are a story teller. You had me at the first word.
ReplyDeleteI always think of the Christmas when I had decided we would stay home rather than travel to grandparents. I worked feverishly all night to set a table worthy of Southern Living and make it a "stayholiday" to remember.
ReplyDeleteThe family woke up with the flu on Christmas Day. I ended up taking my son to the pediatrician that morning. Fortunately, he was Jewish and was happy to fill in for the rest of the practice. We all ended up just lazing around in front of the tree. Not a part of that gourmet breakfast was touched.
It was a great lesson about simplicity and rolling with the flow. Not your typical memory but it created a big change in how we look at and celebrate the day.
Jenny, I hope your Christmas this year is a good one. It's hard when you lose loved ones. There is always a hole at the holidays. I know about that since my mom passed away.
Peace, Julie
That is a sweet memory, Lenora. Brought tears to my eyes. :)
ReplyDeleteI don't have a stand-out memory, mostly Christmas for me means lots of family members gathering around reminiscing about the "old days" and laughing until we cry. Even as a child, I loved to sit around and listen as my mom and aunts talked. I guess that's why I can relate somewhat to your situation, Jenny, on the holidays that my hubby, kids, and I weren't able to make it home. (He's military.) This most recent Thanksgiving was tough because it was the first one ever we spent without friends or family. But we made it through. :) I'm glad you all were able to spend that holiday with friends.
Lenora, what a sweet story! But goodness, did you have to make me cry so early in the morning, huh??? ;)
ReplyDeleteJenny, how nice of that family to ask you to join them. I love hearing about people being so thoughtful.
Julie, that's such a good point. I remember one year spending so much time in angst over what I'd dress my young kids in for the Christmas Eve church service (down to worrying about the hair bow for my daughter). Later, I couldn't believe how much I'd thought about something so silly. I learned a lesson on that one as well.
Karen, laughter is a big thing in all my family memories.
ReplyDeleteOne Christmas memory that really sticks with me is the year I snuck and opened a present from under the tree!! Oh, I felt so terrible I could hardly enjoy the holiday. LOL I learned my lesson that year and never did it again!!
Oh my she puts a dent in her plastic friend and we are the ones ending up in tears.
ReplyDeleteYou're sneaky Elnora. Yes you are.
Precious memories!
Thank you for sharing,
Teresa
Oh my she puts a dent in her plastic friend and we are the ones ending up in tears.
ReplyDeleteYou're sneaky Elnora. Yes you are.
Precious memories!
Thank you for sharing,
Teresa
Hello, my little elves! I cry each time I tell my Christmas story and I've told it many times. I have other Christmas stories, but the blue bicycle is precious now because both of my parents died when I was in my twenties and my dear sister died in 1991. (From a wreck with a drunk driver.) My first LI book "The Wedding Quilt" was based on her death. But ... we won't be sad. I have angels up there watching over me, even when I charge through the mall. Love the stories you all provided. Ausjenny, it's good to hear from you! I do have to finish up some shopping today. Also, I'm going by the signing of my friend Judy Christie. She has a new YA book "Wreath" out. It's about a homeless girl. And she'll be signing her "Hurry Less, Worry Less" for Christmas. I'll have to hurry less and read that one!
ReplyDeleteElnora, it was a wonderful story. The memories I have is my daughter sneaking into the living room in the middle of the night with a flashlight. She'd usually drag her brother with her, then try to wake us at 4 am. We'd have to send her back to bed.
ReplyDeleteI started bike commuting last year, but it had been a long time since I had ridden, and I was riding a bike of questionable repair that I had bought from a thrift store...anyway, last Christmas, my parents surprised me by sending me a folding bike. It was a totally awesome gift. Not only does it ride way better than my old bike, but I can store it in my apartment, without having it be the centerpiece of my livingroom/kitchen. Perfect gift.
ReplyDeleteLovely story, Elnora.
ReplyDeleteAusjenny, yours touched my heart, as well.
Christmas brings out the best in most folks, doesn't it!
Lenora, what a beautiful story! It brought tears to my eyes.
ReplyDeleteI don't have a memory that precious. I do recall gathering with my brother and sister in the kitchen in the dark wee hours of the morning. We were so excited for Christmas morning that we couldn't sleep, and the kitchen had a clock. So very quietly we'd open the drawer and pull out the flashlight, extra careful not to make any noise that would wake our parents. Then we'd shine that beam up at the clock and find out it was something awful like 4:30, and we'd head back to bed. Amazingly, we never went to the living room to check the tree. None of us wanted to ruin the surprise and joy of Christmas morning. We just wanted to hurry it up a bit.
Chris, that does sound like a great gift. I might need one of those when we downsize next year.
ReplyDeleteCute memories, all. I love the magic of Christmas. We all become more child-like. I wish we could keep that feeling all year long. Makes me think of "The Polar Express"!! Love that book.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the nice comments. I loved those Christmas's with Mrs C and the family. it was special. We have been able to do that for another family. when the Simpson's moved here (pastor) we adopted them and mum became grandma to the kids. they couldn't be with family every year as Grant had to preach and being on the road is tiring for the kids, so they would come to our place for Lunch and we would have the christmas meal with them. it was so good. We did this several years. At times my friend who was alone would come for the evening meal so she wasn't alone.
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