Using the word exchanges
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Happily shopping
Exchanges done in secret
The perfect gift found
“Christmas is a stocking stuffed with sugary goodness.”
Mo Rocca
Christmas eve we would hang our stockings for Santa to put little surprises in. They weren’t those big fancy stockings they were our own socks, the ones we actually wore. We didn’t have a fireplace mantel so we hung our socks on our bedroom door knobs and when we moved to a bigger house they were hung on the stair rail. I thought I was quite smart the year I hung up one of my knee socks. But Santa was too smart for me and he filled up the extra space with scrunched up newspaper.
Christmas morning we would dig in those socks to see what goodies we would find.
There would be a small toy when we were little and some small gadget when we were older. There would be new socks and maybe a comic book. When we were older there was perfume for me and cologne for my brothers. Yes, there was sugary goodness, too. Chocolate and peppermint candy, peanuts and bubble gum. In the toe of the sock there was always an onion. Just to remind us we weren’t that good.
The Christmas stocking is my favorite memory of Christmas morning. It reminds me of my mother’s love and humor. We were often at odds. My temper would flare and she would put on her pea mouth and give me the silent treatment but there was always something like that silly onion in the sock that let me know she loved me in spite of our differences.
I miss my Ma. Especially on Christmas morning.
Using the words holiday party
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Gifts for one and all
Holiday party spirits
Celebrating life
I have gotten a few Christmas cards this year but I have decided that this year I am not sending cards. I will email Christmas notes to those folks I have email addresses for and the rest I will send a New Year card.
I admit I like getting the cards but I would be happy with an email. The friends I get cards from live out of state and most I don’t see or hear from year to year. If I didn’t get a card or email I would wonder if they are okay.
Maybe an email doesn’t seem as personal or thoughtful to some folks. I know some don’t like email for anything but they are mostly of the older generation. I am a part of that generation of old people but I like email! I guess I will find out next year if some were offended by season’s greeting via cyber-world.
What do you think about snail mail versus email?
“It is wise to accept that (human faults) are inevitable.
Factor that in and keep going.”
Alice Walker
I think the happy people of the world understand that everyone has faults. They accept that all of us are imperfect beings. But they don’t accept that those things that make us less than perfect keep us from having a good life. What keeps us from good happy lives is the belief that where we are and what we do are permanent with no hope of change.
Yes, there are some things that cannot be changed and we have to accept that, do our best and move on. Without a doubt life is challenging and takes effort and energy to do our best. Sometimes our best is just taking the next step and then to keep on going.
Faults are a fact of life.
But they don’t have to be the main attraction.
Using the word wishing
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She saw him standing there in the park at the wishing well where they met as 6 year old first graders on a field trip. That was twenty years ago and they had been best friends all that time…until they weren’t anymore. Oh, there had been ups and downs and even a few serious arguments but they never stayed mad for long…until that last big argument. She watched as he threw a coin into the well then walked up to him and asked what his wish was today. Taking a small box from his pocket he smiled and told her he was wishing she knew how much he loved her and say yes.
