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Dear Diree, December 22, 1958
I went shoping with daddy today. I like shopping. I like money. I bought mommy two shiney santa glases. They costed one doler and twentifif sents. Santa, pleaz bring me a chati cathy doll and an eazi bak oven.
Dear Diary, December 24, 1964
Mom dropped me off at the new mall today. It was so crowded, but it sure beats my parents driving around the town square for a parking place. It’s so cool. Lots of my friends were there. I got a corn pone pan for mom. Dad will like that. She can cook cornbread in the shape of corn on the cob. It sure is heavy. For Christmas, I’d like Paul McCartney, but, since that may not be possible (I wish!) I want the Beatles’ Second Album. I hear that their third album can be pre-ordered at Kmart. I want that, too.
Dear Lord, December 21, 1976
What I want for Christmas is someone to love me and think I’m special. I’m tired of waiting for him. I’m graduated and working, now when does the man of my dreams come? I got mom and dad tickets to see Donnie and Marie Osmond at the Chicago Rosemont. I can’t wait to give it to them. There’s really nothing I need, (except my guy.) Everything else I can get for myself. God, please bring him soon.
Dear Lord, December 20, 1979
I’m grateful that you brought me Ben, but you said the plan was for us to prosper and multiply. We’ve been trying, but it’s just not happening for us. That’s what I’d like for Christmas: a phone call from the doctor saying the rabbit died and I’m pregnant. I’d like to see somebody shop for that! Speaking of shopping, it’s getting harder and harder to shop for mom and dad. They always say they don’t want anything, that they’ve got too much. I think that’s just their way of saving us money. I’m going out to shop today. I’m hoping to find quite a few things for them to unwrap. As for me, I ‘d like a couple of cassette tapes: Duran Duran and Phil Collins. Other than that, just babies.
Dear Lord, December 23, 1983
God, you doubly blessed us! Jennifer and Jessica are now two months old. What I’d like most this Christmas is sleep! I just don’t have any time or money to shop this year, so I’m just going to bake mom and dad some homemade cookies. Not much, but it’s all I can do. Ben and I won’t even be exchanging gifts. Neither of us wants to be left alone with the babies while the other shops.
Dear Father, December 24, 1988
It’s a tough Christmas, this year, with dad gone. I know that what mom would like most would be if I could give her dad. I wish I could. God, may I say to you that death stinks? What I AM going to give mom is more time with me. Dad went so suddenly. How do I know that mom won’t, too? I’m going to give her a card that’s good for dinner out, once a month, with me. As for me, I’d just like my sanity returned. I did have it once, didn’t I?
Heavenly Father, November 28, 2003
Life just goes by too fast. I went Christmas shopping today and ended up crying in the Kroger store. Jennifer and Jessica are in a study abroad program in Spain, so today I put “treasures” into a box to ship to them. I bought peanut butter, Captain Crunch, Trix cereal, chocolate cake mix and a bunch of other American foods they’ve requested. All of the sudden, I cried. This is all they wanted. What do I want for Christmas? I want my mommy back…..and the laughter of children in my home.
Dearest Daddy, December, 25, 2006
Ben and I have entered a new season of our lives. Our house is filled with love. We asked the girls not to buy any gifts. They didn’t listen. I love when they visit, and I love when they leave. Is that okay? Jennifer has her fiancé with her this year. Blessings continue to flow. Father, I finally get it: my best gifts never came from a store. They came from you. Happy Birthday! Love, Sharyl
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