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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Itís Christmas Day (in the present or living memory) (11/27/08)

TITLE: Christmas Days Remembered
By Mildred Sheldon
12/03/08


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How does one pick just one Christmas day over all the rest that youíve celebrated throughout your life? That is a very good question especially if you have lived more then sixty years and still going strong.

God has blessed me with so many wonderful and memorable Christmas days. When I think of them, I give thanks to God for making each one of them special. Furthermore, I thank Him for giving me a heart to praise Him for all my Christmas days regardless of the circumstances.

One memorable Christmas day happened when my children were small. I remember that day vividly. Our daughter loved helping me clean house so we bought her a little dust mop, broom and dustpan. Robin was so excited when she saw them that she nearly knocked my head off swinging them in the air. The near miss of being hit in the head with that gift caused my husband to nearly fall out of his chair with laughter. He said my eyes were as big as saucers and the shocked look on my face was hilarious.

Another Christmas day that comes to mind was the year Rob, our son; received Lincoln logs and my husband immediately started playing with Robís gift. He showed Rob how to build the little log cabin and they had so much fun. I never did figure out which one was the biggest child that Christmas. My husband returned to his childhood days and I had to laugh at his antics.

A Christmas that shall always cause me to laugh aloud was when my precious husband filled a large box with marbles, bells, Styrofoam balls and newspapers. He taped my gift on the false bottom he had placed in the box. I shook that box frantically trying to figure out what my gift was. My family nearly died from laughter at my antics with that gift.

Another Christmas day that still brings tears to my eyes was spent at my motherís house. My mother, a widow, was very independent and made Christmas special although she had very little income. We bought a tiny crystal Christmas tree for her and carefully folded a hundred dollar bill and placed it in the bottom of the box. She cried tears of joy. To her that was a small fortune and she was thankful for what she considered a very extravagant gift of love.

The saddest Christmas day was my first Christmas after my husband of 40 plus years went home to be with the Lord. My beloved children bought a beautiful ring in loving memory of their dad. That ring holds such sweet memories. He had bought me so many rings and disguised each ring so I would not have a clue as to what they were. Some were placed inside candles, doll boxes and any unique place he could conceive in his very imaginative mind to place them so I could enjoy opening them on Christmas day.

I fondly remember our first Christmas spent with Patty, my sonís first wife, whom we lost to cancer several years ago. Her birthday was 21 December and her family celebrated both days as one. We celebrated her birthday separate because a birthday as well as Christmas is so special. We enjoyed that first Christmas day together as a family and now I give God thanks for such sweet memories.

All the Christmas days that have followed have been extraordinary and when my son and his beloved wife, Paula wrapped a gift from my grandson so I could open it on Christmas day I cried. My daughter Robin makes each Christmas day special. We spend a wonderful day opening gifts from friends and family and chatting happily. I am a very soft hearted and sentimental person and Christmas is a solemn and blessed season.

The day itself is amazing and I thank God for the reason for celebrating Christmas day and making that day so special and blessed. I thank God for every Christmas day that I have celebrated and I happily look forward to this yearís Christmas day. I wonder what joy awaits me and like a child I grow more and more excited with each passing day as we draw closer to this years holy and blessed Christmas day.


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Marlene Austin12/06/08
Very warm personal piece. Thanks for sharing. :)