Holiday Seasons come and go, yet some are treasured forever …
Childhood memories are often laced with nostalgia. I remember the magic of my first Christmas Eve as a small child. The Christkind surprised me with a beautiful doll carriage. What I didn’t know then, but greatly appreciate now, is the fact that my father painted the carriage and my mother sewed the clothing for the doll and bedding. I think this picture speaks volumes …
The magic of Christmas through the eyes of a child.
As adults, our attitude toward Christmas often changes – we lose sight of the simple childhood delights and get caught up in the commercial hustle and bustle of things.
What is the meaning of Christmas in 2011?
Hords of people rushing to shopping malls, purchasing gifts that don’t come from the heart but from a factory in China? Commercialism? Stress?
Christians celebrate the birth of Christ, pagans celebrate Yule, others celebrate the ‘Holidays’ — regardless of our religious beliefs or world views, we observe different traditions and customs during this time of year. Rich or poor, young or old, we can find peace and joy in the sacredness of the season.
With gratitude, I will always think back to my son’s first Christmas … I was very poor in earthly possessions then, but rich in countless other ways. Thanks to a dear friend who invited us into her home, my son and I enjoyed gifts and a special Christmas dinner. We were truly blessed!
I will never forget Maggie’s kindness!