Actually, I have several fond memories of Christmas with my family. One of my favorites is when my 3 daughters were 1 1/2, 3, and just turned 6. We always went to midnight eve Christmas services at our church, so we got home around 12;30, 1 AM Christmas day. We dressed the girls in cute new Christmas nightgowns or PJ's so they could come home and go right to bed. Usually they slept in Christmas day because they were up so late on Christmas Eve.
Well not in 1977. It was the first year that my youngest daughter understood Christmas. She was excited about the lights, trees, wreaths, presents, Christmas music, the church children's Christmas pageant, anything and everything that had to do with Christmas. Her vocabulary doubled and tripled that month!
Once the girls went to sleep, we had to hurry up and put together any gifts that needed assembling, carry up all the gifts from the basement and in from the garage, wrap any last minute additions, and so on. This was the year of the "big kitchen" which my husband had not assembled yet so he got busy and started to tackle that job. That left me with everything else.
We finally finished around 3:30 or 4 AM and wearily climbed into bed. I had worked the day shift on Christmas Eve and gotten up at 5 AM. I am a RN and the hospital was extremely busy. I was exhausted. Just as my head hit the pillow, I heard several blood curdling screams of delight, yelling, laughing, jumping, and little feet running up the stairs to our bed and landing on my chest with 3 voices at once saying. "Mommy,mommy,mommy you have to see what Santa left us!" Their looks of pure delight and joy was the best gift I have ever had for many years to come.
It had been a very hard year and I had worked many hours of overtime on the late shifts to be able to have a Christmas that year. My husband was in an apprenticeship that was (at the time) not paid much.
What little was under the tree was truly appreciated and loved by my children. What blessings they were (and still are!) To see the light of God shine through the eyes of a child are priceless.
Peace, Love, Joy, Serenity,
I can do ALL things through Christ whom strengthens me.
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