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Topic: Home for Christmas (11/20/08)
TITLE: Hot Chocolate and Happy Tears
By Betty Overstreet
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It seems like only yesterday that it happened. Could it really be that three years had passed since the tragedy. Well, not really a tragedy by other people’s standards but, in her life it is pretty terrible that she has no contact with most of her loved ones and she’s all alone on Christmas eve.
As she stares out the window at the snow drifting down, like fluffy white angels dropping from the heavens, she begins to wonder,
“ Could it really be partly my own fault. Maybe I’m a little bit to blame, too, not just Mama! After all, it takes two to have an argument. And it was really such a stupid thing- just because she didn’t approve of that guy I brought to dinner.”
She stands up and slowly limps over to gaze at the snow falling, becoming deeper by the minute, it seems.
“If I wasn’t so contrary, too stubborn to say I’m sorry, I could be over at Mama’s house enjoying her wonderful chocolate mincemeat cake and playing with Jenna’s new baby. He must be crawling all over the place by now.”
She slowly manages to move back to her chair by the fireplace, noticing that the fire needed to be stoked a little if she was going to keep sitting there. Sipping the last of her hot chocolate that was no longer hot, she finally lowered her head and began to whisper quietly.
“ Dear Heavenly Father, I know you haven’t heard from me in a very long time but here I am-begging you for help. Lord, please soften my heart enough for me to ask Mama’s forgiveness for the terrible way I spoke to her that night. Lord, please prepare the way for us to become close again. I miss her so much. And all because of that awful guy who turned out to be such a loser-I don’t know what I ever say in him. Oh yeah, by the way Lord, please help me to drive to her house safely through this terrible snow storm. I really must get over there so I can help her decorate her tree with all the family. Thank you lord for loving me even when I don’t deserve to be loved!”
Tears of happiness began to fall from her light green eyes as she slowly moved toward the door, picked up her car keys and slipped into her heavy wool coat. She was finally going home this wonderful Christmas eve.
She smiled softly, thinking, “Mama will probably even know how to make my sprained ankle stop hurting so much. After all she knows a cure for everything. Of course, she will have to tell me how foolish I am to be wondering around in the snow at my age, but I’ll just bite my tongue and say, “Yes, Mama, you are right and I won’t do it again”.
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