I never get past the longing of going back for one more old-fashioned Christmas.
I'd love to walk down our Spruce Tree Lane in the moonlight on Christmas Eve, hearing the wind whispering through the trees' snowy boughs.
I envision myself standing outside the window of our rambling old house, listening to echoes of family, music playing, the crackling fire and all the warmth inside.
We seemed safe from the troubles of the world, although we cared.
My Mother and Grandmothers knitted socks, mitts, blankets & clothing and sent whatever they could to missions through our church.
Those years went quickly when I think about it now, and I almost wonder if someone hit the fast-forward button.
Each year I haul out the old black & white photo albums and I'm reminded anew of how much we had, although by today's standards, we were quite poor.
I understand why my Mother went through her cards from year to year. They were her BLESSINGS of Christmas's past, as these photos are to me now.
This isn't a book about fictional characters. These are parts of our heritage.
Although it's in the past, writing about them and sharing the memories, carries these wonderful, happy BLESSINGS forward. ***
As we Celebrate the Birth of Jesus our Lord, I pray Dear Readers that you have a wonderful Christmas. May the many blessings and memories you cherish always be carried forward with you.
I wish you many blessings for this Christmas season and for the year ahead.
As each day unfolds, may we continue to grow in His love for us, guide us and protect us. Amen.
Marlane.
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