I absolutely love this time of the year! So many great memories. This year since we are trying to cut down on calories, I decided to substitute Christmas memories in our little advent calander instead of the usual candy. It was fun thinking of 24 different memories and also sharing them with my kids. I think we have too little of passing down stories as it is. Sometimes when memories and stories are shared, we realize how different our perspective is from others.
One of my favorite memories is a Christmas when I was in the 5th grade. We lived in Wynne and Grandmother and Grandaddy Tatum lived in Harrison at that time. They were coming to our house for the holidays and it came a great big snow. We were not sure if they would be able to make it or not. I can remember standing by the front window all afternoon watching for them. Shortly after dark, lights could be seen coming up our driveway. All of us ran outside in the snow to greet them. They had to drive their old blue truck because of the weather and it was loaded with fire wood, candy, suitcases, and lots and lots of homemade candy and other sweets. And, of course, presents. I was never so glad to see someone in all my life. At that house we had a woodburning fireplace so the wood was a welcome addition and the memories of the living room lit by Christmas tree lights and those fires is forever etched in my mind.
Merry Christmas to all and may you make some etchings of your own this year!
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Love that...and you are so right...we don't pass down enough of our own memories. I think that's one reason I love this whole "blogging" thing! It gives us a venue for just that! Great story and I'm looking forward to hanging out during the holidays!
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