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I have
a lot of wonderful Christmas memories however, I wish to
write about one in particular. It was Christmas 1967. By
this time in my life, I was now living with my Father. I am
the oldest of eight children. So much had taken place in my
life from the age of 14 until this year I am writing of. Our
Dad was a hard working man and tried to have a good
Christmas for us each year. This particular year, was not to
be quite as lavish as other years. The times were a little
more difficult. He called the Salvation Army and asked for
Christmas for his children. They said they would help make
our Christmas a happy one.
I knew
there was an age limit for the gifts that would be coming.
They would be supplying one gift each for the younger
children, they would also help with a fruit basket and a
Christmas meal. I was elated when their truck came. I knew
how happy the younger children would be. I stayed home from
school that day so I would be there when their truck
arrived..the others were at school. The men who brought the
childrens gifts, were so kind. I thanked then and hurried to
get the gifts in the house. I hid all the gifts, as well as
the fruit basket. I put the cans of food up in our pantry
and was so pleased to know that I could fix a Christmas
dinner for all of us.
When
Christmas morning arrived, dad and I watched the children as
they opened their gifts. I can only say, seeing the
happiness on their faces, and hearing the excitement in
their voices, were gift enough for me. We had been truly
blessed. Later that day, we all enjoyed a warm meal and had
fruit for desert. It is not how many gifts a person receives
on Christmas morning that counts. What does count and always
will, is the love that is felt in our hearts and homes and
having family together. Thank you God for your blessings.
that Christmas is all about love. Love and blessings from
God
Ramona
Paulette Perry |
