My favorite memories are from Christmas' Past when my grandmother and great-grandmother would rush us off to bed and tuck us in and tell us to hurry off to sleep so Santa would be on his way. My dad would pop in once in a while and tell us that he heard Santa was stuck up in the mountains because of the snow and my sister and I would worry if he was going to make it. I would sneak a peek to see if it had started snowing or listen for the sounds of hooves on the roof top. While waiting to grab a glimpse of Santa, we would drift off to sleep...
...Morning would come arrive and Kris and I would pop out of bed, before anyone was awake (so we thought). As we ran into the living room to see what Santa brought, we would find my grandmothers already hard at work on Christmas Dinner. I still remember the smells of my Great-Grandmother's house as if she were here now. My Aunt, Grandpa, Dad and both my grandmother's would all be present and away we would go to open the presents.
Now that I am all grown up and have children of my own, it is still those memories that I remember and what I so very much want for my children. Now that I look back, I realize it wasn't what was in the boxes that was so important, but the memories that stayed from those Christmas gone by.
To each and everyone who stops by Just Another Day.... please take a moment this Christmas Season and remember those special moments. We often forget the little things that mean so much. It is not what is inside that box that you will remember in the years ahead, but the love that was placed in picking that gift, and the special care and love that was given when picking out the paper and tieing that last bow. To you and your family, I wish each and everyone a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!