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Childhood Christmas

Thursday, December 03, 2009

Thank you all for reading my Christmas Story blog and for all the nice words you wrote me about it. That was a Christmas memory from my adult life.

I also have sweet memories of childhood Christmases.

Even though I was the only child of a single parent, I was very fortunate to live next door to my grandparents. My mother was the middle child of ten and most of her brothers and sisters lived nearby. So it was easy for all the holidays of the year to be celebrated next door at my grandparents’ house. This continued even after they passed on, because both the oldest and youngest children of the family weren’t married and continued to live in the family home.

My mother and I decorated a tree in our little house. Sometimes a few of my cousins helped. Then I got to join in decorating the tree next door, where all the family gathered on Christmas Eve. We all exchanged little gifts. Before we began, we stood in the dark, with only the lights of the tree glowing, and sang Silent Night.

Sometimes we went to Midnight Mass; sometimes we went early Christmas Day. We were all in our own homes on Christmas morning, awaiting the arrival of Santa Clause, of course!

We had a small, red, pot-bellied Santa light. Santa was holding a globe with a long clear glass tube coming out of the top of it. It had water in it and once the light heated up, the water would bubble. When I went to bed on Christmas Eve, the only lights in the house were from the tree and the Santa light, and the single tiny light over the nativity scene we always set up. I loved holding all the tiny figures of Mary, Joseph, the Baby, and all the animals. I have a nativity set just like it even now.

I always woke up in the night, and tip-toed into the living room to peek under the tree and see if Santa had come. He ALWAYS beat me there and I would see the gifts he left, but wouldn’t touch them. I’d crawl back into bed and wake up the next morning, ready to open my gifts. Anticipation!

But the most special part was those lights glowing in the dark, the bubbling Santa, and me peeking at the magical gifts, all alone in the quiet darkness.

So, it’s the Mystery of Christmas I remember most. Not the gifts.

Karen

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MKLUCILLE 12/12/2009 6:07PM

    That was a great blog love reading peoples memories of Christmas! emoticon

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GABY1948 12/4/2009 5:43PM

    What a wonderful and vivid memory of Christmas. I also remember the bubbling lights and Christmases that were not so commercial. Thank you for helping me remember simpler and wonderful memories that I have not thought of for a long time.
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BELTONWALKER67 12/3/2009 1:47PM

    That is a wonderful memory of Christmas. We also had a large family and everyone in the family would gather at Grandma & Grandpa's house for Christmas Day Dinner with the opening of gifts and a special visit from Mr. & Mrs. Santa Claus. We also had the bubbling lights on the tree. Our stockings were always filled with fruits & nuts! The memories of our childhood will always be with us!

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LADYNLI 12/3/2009 12:16PM

    What a wonderful memory. I agree the mystery of Christmas is something wonderful!!!!

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FISHINGLADY66 12/3/2009 10:19AM

    I love hearing about other peoples Christmas memories. I remember having bubbliing lights on our Christmas Tree. I really loved them. Things really change during the years. I miss my parents and my sisters at Christmas. We always had such a big family with lots of people and Lots and lots of food. I still have a wonderful Christmas with my daughter and my grand kids now.
I hope your Christmas is another memorable one.

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PJSTIME 12/3/2009 7:09AM

    Family gatherings and traditions been more than the gifts. I remember my grandparents tree had those bubble lights Oh how I loved to watch those lights. I wish they still had them, but I'm sure they are unsafe or filled with some kind of substance that can't be used. PJ

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READINGDOC 12/3/2009 6:42AM

    It is true that it is the mystery of Christmas that is so wonderful, especially the greatest Gift of all.
Lynda

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