Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Favorite Christmas Memories - Part 1

Christmas is coming and that means sending out greetings to friends. I sent out my Merry Christmas newslettter last week. Of course I had a picture of the grandkids and of course, I threw out a new giveaway. Well, four chances to win. Last year I asked readers to tell me their favorite Christmas gift to make them eligible for a special drawing. That was such fun, I decided to do it again. Only this time it's a favorite Christmas memory.


The stories are pouring in. Beautiful stories that bring a tear and great memories of times when laughs were in order. I'm going to share some of those stories on here before Christmas - with the permission of the storytellers, of course. As one reader said when giving me permission to share her story with you, memories are for sharing.


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Some giveaway prizes
Some of you might not be on my newsletter e-mail list, so in case you'd like to join my Christmas giveaway fun, here's the info on what to do to get your name in the hat and what you might win. Send me an e-mail from my website or leave a comment here with a way to get in touch with you in case you win. If you want to join in the fun of sharing a favorite Christmas memory, please do. I'll draw one winner from those of you who do share a favorite story to win a lovely music box that plays "How Great Thou Art" along with your choice of one of my books. Then I always have one drawing for those who have never won anything in my giveaways. (Be sure to tell me that in your e-mail or comment to get your name in that special drawing.)The never won before winner will get Startling Joy, a book of Christmas stories and your choice of my books. The last two chances to win go to anybody who throws his or her name in the hat for the drawings. Those two winners will get one of my books and a copy of The Dog Next Door, a collection of dog stories. My story in the book is titled "A Gift of Love." That has to make a good Christmas giveaway.


So now on to the good part. Here's a story from C.E. about the "Santa beagle" to make you smile. 
 
"My most memorable Christmas was about 22 years ago. My two sons, one was 10 and the other one was 4. We had a dog named Beaner and when he was a puppy, we taught him how to open Christmas presents with his teeth and paws. He always thought the Santa Beagle was coming at Christmas for him. So one Christmas morning he snuck out into the living room before everyone was up. He must have thought the Santa Beagle had brought every gift for him. When we got up, all the presents had been opened by Beaner. My kids starting crying because they had no presents to open. Beaner had already taken care of that. It just goes to show that Beaner was part of the family and wanted to open presents as much as everyone else. Beaner went to heaven 3 years ago, but he left a sister (Schatzie) who is 6 years old and got to spend 2 years with Beaner and he taught her everything he knew about opening presents from the Santa Beagle. She continues the Christmas tradition. I miss Beaner so much but his memories will last a lifetime. Merry Christmas!"
Then here's one from Vi. that's a lot like one of my own fun Christmas memories. "When I was a kid, there was an older gentleman that would decorate his house (over the top) and dress as Santa for all the kids who used to love it and I was only 3 or 4 and still remember."

My similar memory is a time when we were getting ready to eat on Christmas Eve at my mother's house. We heard a knock on the door and lo and behold, when we opened it up, there was Santa straight from the North Pole. The kids were amazed. The adults knew it was a neighbor, but it was still fun. We laughed and laughed at the looks on the kids' faces"
And finally here's a story from P.C. that made me tear up and remember why every town has Angel trees to try to make sure all our children have a good Christmas.
"Hi, I wanted to share my favorite Christmas memory and that was years ago when I was 7. A social worker came to visit my foster brother and she always had this big warm smile on her face that mometarily made me forget all the problems that were going on . Well, on this day she had a big bag and she pulled a Christmas stocking out of it for each of us with our name printed on it. It was the most unexpected, beautiful present and one of the only ones that all of us got. I still have that stocking and every year I hang it and remember that social worker and how special she made every Christmas from that one and now 49 years later. Thank you for asking and have a Happy Holiday."


Thank you for sharing, P.C. And thank all of you for reading. May each of you have an over abundance of Christmas Spirit. More stories to come on Sunday. And don't forget to share your stories with us too.

18 comments:

  1. My favorite Christmas memory: My dad was in the military and not home much but one year while he was home we had a gift treasure hunt:) We had clues all over the house and my sister and I had to find clue which lead us to our gifts! We had a gift in the freezer, money stuck in a roll of to and so on. I was about 9 years old. And when my 3 little blessings get older I hope to do the same with them one day!! I also have never won any of your books so I would love too. My baby just got out of the NICU and I can't take him anywhere much so I would love a new book to read! I love Amish books :) Merry Christmas From Jamiesimmons28@gmail.com

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  2. I remember when I was little...a long long time ago.....that the television station would track Santa, and when he got near Texas I had to go to bed. I was so excited I don't know how I went to sleep....but whatever he left small or big, I was thrilled with the feelings of joy. back then we just went in the back pasture and found a tree, you can imagine how some of them looked, but they were gorgeous to me. vrush729@aol.com

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  3. My favorite Christmas memory was when I was about 5. My sister and I hoped with all our heart that we would get doll babies and doll buggies for Christmas. Well during some snooping that my sister did, honest I had no part in it!, she found two buggies and doll babies. Can you believe we actually played with them for awhile before my sister put them back where she found them! Anyway, Christmas morning arrived and we were so excited because we knew what we were getting. We opened our gifts but no sign of any doll babies or buggies. So there sat two little sad girls. Our parents actually made us wait almost all Christmas day before Dad brought out the doll babies and buggies. I guess my sister didn't put them away exactly how Dad and Mom had them. So we were busted!

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  4. Thanks so much for sharing your Christmas memory, Jamie. Sounds like your folks knew how to make Christmas fun for you. And you will for your little ones. When I was a kid, we used to do treasure hunts too. Not at Christmas, but they were always fun. I need to think up some to keep my grandkids busy and out of trouble while they're here. :) Hope your baby is doing well now. I've got you entered in the drawings.

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  5. Virginia, thanks so much for coming over and leaving your Christmas memory story. I remember when the weathermen used to talk about the snow coming at midnight and melting before sunrise for Santa to come. Christmas was always fun at my house too. And we dragged in a cedar tree from the field every year. Smelled great, but dried out quick so we couldn't leave it up long.

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  6. I always heard the gifts might disappear if you were too nosy and went searching for them. Sounds like that almost happened to you, Judy. I figured out after I got grown up that parents generally knew a lot more than you thought they did. Thanks so much for sharing your fun story.

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  7. P.S. Judy, I got you're e-mail info and I've got you entered in the drawings. Thanks.

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  8. My favorite Christmas memory was the first Christmas that Jeff and I were married. We went to his mom and dad's house and before opening gifts, his mom handed out stockings. Everyone pulled the items out of theirs, took a quick look and re-stuffed their stockings. Never having gotten a stocking as a child, I, on the other hand, carefully pulled out each out item, taking time to admire the small gifts and just as carefully, replaced the gifts back into the red stocking with my name written in gold glitter. Family members were getting rather frustrated at the time that it was taking for me to look at what was just a "simple stocking" to them; a tradition that they had known every Christmas. What they didn't know, not only how very special the stocking was to me; but finally, I was sharing in a tradition that I had only wished for as a child...a "simple stocking". Every Christmas, I enjoyed listening to my grandparents talk of getting pieces of fruit and candy in their stockings and how much they looked forward to this as much as they did the their gifts. This "simple stocking" took me back to simpler times and a family tradition that I knew would be a lasting part of mine. Needless, to say, my family wakes up every Christmas with stockings!! However, I think I enjoy mine the most!! Merry Christmas! Nicole
    nicoledrury71@yahoo.com

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  9. Love your story, Nicole. Makes me feel like I need to go buy a bunch of stockings for all my kids. Thanks for sharing. Can I use parts of it on Facebook or here on my blog? W/o giving names.

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  10. The first memory that came to mind was a LONG time ago. I must have been 10 - 12, I guess. My brother, 14 yrs older, was home that year and kept teasing me about what he bought me for Christmas. I would ask questions and he would give me a few vague answers. Over time, he told me that it had wheels (I was a tomboy so this excited me) and I could drive it.
    Christmas morning I could hardly wait. When I opened it, I was taken back. It didn't have wheels and I couldn't drive it. It was a video game system (Atari, I think). I laugh now, but I don't think I was amused by his "joke" back then.

    Ginger in AL

    ginger dot solomon at gmail dot com

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  11. One favorite story of mine is about the Christmas I was about 11. I had asked my grandmother for a portable radio, new to the times! She bought one for me and had it wrapped under her tree. I spent the night with her and during the night the "gift" began to play. I woke her and told her I could hear radio music playing in her house. She tried to divert my attention to keep the gift secret. Because the music didn't stop, I could not let it go. We went to the tree and opened the gift that night; after playing with it for a while, she rewrapped the radio to keep until Christmas Day. I love her memory to this day and I will soon be 65.

    I have never won anything from your drawings. I haven't even read any of your books yet! This reading of your site is an introduction for me. Thank you.
    Phyllis @ gpk1946@gmail.com

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  13. Thanks for sharing your memory, Ginger. An Atari sounds like a pretty nice gift and in some games you might have pretended to drive something. Of course your imagination had you getting a 4 wheeler or something, didn't it? Hope you did enjoy the gift once the disappointment faded. I never had a brother, but I'm thinking brothers are good at poking their little sisters to get a rise out of them. Sounds as if your brother really loved you.

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  14. Santa must have needed a little Christmas music while dropping off his gifts, Phyllis. What a fun memory and I'm thinking you remember it with a smile and your good times with your grandmother too. Fun that she rewrapped it to let you unwrap it again on Christmas morning.

    Thanks so much for sharing your memory, and I hope if you decide to read any of my books, that you'll enjoy the stories. I've got you entered in the giveaways.

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  15. my favorite christmas memory was when we used to go to my grandpa and grandma's house on christmas eve we would go to midnight mass and ice skating all together and we had a huge family!! We could go back to there house and have hot cocoa and stay up and chat and wait for santa to come!!

    mrslippo@hotmail.com Julie

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  16. That does sound like lots of fun, Jewels67 or would if I could ice skate. I always wanted to ice skate, but never had the opportunity to try. Love to roller skate. What wonderful memories for you - a beautiful time with your family.

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  17. The Christmas my husband and I were expecting our first cold he had to work. I was at my mothers house to celebrate Christ's birthday with my family and already a bit teary-eyed. My mom's mom, my Grandma Duvall, was still with us. As were the other three grandparents I had. My mother and two grandmothers had put together some of their most treasured teacups, saucers, and dishes to give to me. It was a beautiful gift- plenty of boxes, tissue wrapped memories, golden teaspoons, sugar bowls that glistened...all under the tree. Inside was a special note, telling me of this precious gift, a handing down of generations of memories. It was a delight to my heart, to this girl who truly loved the entire aspect of "taking tea" and the beautiful dishes that go with it. I will never forget that Christmas because it was a reminder to keep the gift going, to pass on my legacy to my own daughter, Ella, who I was expecting at that time. My dear Grandma Duvall passed on several years ago, and then my two grandfathers. My grandmother on my dad's side still lives, and when I talk to her next, I will make sure I tell her once again how truly wonderful it was that they took such care and thought to present such a meaningful gift to me.

    Thank you for the giveaway! Blessings to you! That music box "sounds" heavenly!

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  18. Thanks, Sweet Peripety, for adding your Christmas memory. I could feel the love in your words. It's good that you will be passing on that special gift or parts of it to your daughter. I'll draw for my winners tomorrow or the next day. I always drag my feet picking winners because I want everybody to win. :)

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