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{December 26, 2011}   Goodbyes are hard to do

Today, my family from Austin and North Carolina left. I see the ones from Austin at least a few times a year, but the others, not so much. My newly married niece has been in town for a little over a week and before that, it had been almost 3 years since I had seen her. I hopefully will see her next year sometime but that seems like a long way away now. When I hugged her bye, I held her tight and said I wasn’t going to let her go so she couldn’t leave. Words I said both seriously and with humor to try to keep myself from crying. Sometime during the hug, I realized she was about to leave and I have no guarantees of a next time. None of us are even promised tomorrow and when saying goodbye, the truth of that rings clearer than ever. She let go before me and I tried to keep her close even as I knew I had to let go. As hard as it is, I had to. I then turned and faced the wall as the tears started to flow. I didn’t want anyone to see or hear me cry so I walked off to bid the tears adieu. I somehow stopped them and was able to gain the courage to keep them from overtaking me. 30 minutes after they left, she sent me a text message saying she missed us already and it made me want to cry again. She responded to this with, “I haven’t stopped.” 😦
I have no idea how I avoided crying again when I read that but I did. I suspect had I not been surrounded with my family from Indiana who are still here until Thursday, I would have burst out into tears. After Thursday I will say bye again and try my best not to cry. I may or may not be successful at not crying in front of people, but I know I will after they leave. I will be left feeling empty and sad missing them until I can get back to the numbness of missing them without the tears coming everytime I think about it. I love seeing my family but I hate ever so much to say goodbye.

{December 25, 2011}   Merry Christmas!

I’m sure not many people will be reading blogs today so I’m not going to do a long post. I even scheduled this the night before to tell the truth.
If you have read my blog for awhile, you may know I do consider myself a christian, therefore I do celebrate this day as Christ’s birthday. I am fully aware this is not the exact day he was born, but simply the day it is celebrated. My family will be taking time to celebrate this fact and to pray at meal times as well as maybe even reading the christmas story.
I just recently discovered this week that a newer member of my family is an atheist. Christmas is still celebrated but for a different reason and I’m fine with it. I’ve learned to accept people with different beliefs throughout my life and so far, we have got along good despite the fact that this same person just likes to win board games a little too much in my opinion. They still share interests and have some of the same views…kind of like some of my blogging buddies.
Is there a part of me that wishes this person shared my belief? Honestly…yes. How could I have a true belief in God and NOT want others to believe? I think I would seem like a hypocrite or fake then. But each person has to figure out how they feel on their own and in their own time. It’s not my place to force my beliefs on anyone.
Having said that, I am pretty confident in saying that not everyone in my family would agree with me…that is also ok. All I can really hope for is for everyone to be mature and not overly pushy with how they feel.
And my post has become longer than I meant for it to be. If you are still reading, I hope you have or had a great Hanukkah, kwanzaa, christmas, or whatever else you may celebrate and know that I appreciate the diversity of my wonderful blogging buddies. You guys have made this year wonderful and I appreciate you all! 🙂


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First of all..When I went to fivecrookedhalos to get the post an hour before midnight when the Thursday night sneak peek is usually already up, it wasn’t there and didn’t look like it would be posted…so this is actually the 5 questions asked last year. I wasn’t participating then, though, so they are new to me! 🙂

1. Do you regift…and if so, do you have a regifting horror story? I have regifted before but I make sure it’s to someone who doesn’t know that it was a regift and won’t be already the original giver…I have done it rarely, though…most of the time I don’t regift cause I like the gift LOL
2. Do you know what you are getting for Christmas this year? Only one thing for sure…my Mom is buying me my own domain on wordpress after Christmas 🙂
3. Who brings the most gifts in your family, you or Santa? When I had Santa, definitely him…lol….I don’t have kids yet so idk how to answer this…
4. What store do you love to buy jeans from? I honestly don’t wear jeans….
5. Christmas meal: Big, All Out Meal or Snacks and Apps? We do a big full out meal but if I had a choice, either one would be fine with me….I don’t really eat more than usual for Christmas, if anything, maybe less because I’m not a big turkey and dressing eater

{December 17, 2011}   I Still Believe in Santa Clause

I really do still believe in Santa Clause, only not in the way everyone thinks. I stopped believing in the fictional character years ago as a child, although, I quickly learned from my mom that kids that don’t believe do NOT get gifts so I pretended the character was real even though I knew the truth. Even though everyone KNEW I knew the truth.

I never felt lied to when I discovered the truth behind the fictional persona of Mr. Clause. At least not that I remember, which means it didn’t scar me or anything. I don’t remember feeling betrayed as I learned the true identity behind the Easter Bunny or Tooth Fairy either. It just seemed like a natural progression of going from make believe to reality. I don’t think there is anything wrong with kids believing in fairy tales or make believe. In fact, I think it’s important for children to have that innocence as long as possible, before they learn that life will not be a fairy tale and it can be very rough. I wish more than anything that ALL children could live in a fairy tale reality for as long as possible. The horrible truth is that many children are forced into a cruel reality of life too young and I think the happiness fairy tales can bring is a welcome relief.

But, back to my belief in Santa Clause. My mom told me as a young girl that Santa Clause was the Spirit of Love and Giving. As long as that exists, Santa Clause exists. That’s what I believe in…The Spirit of Love and Giving. Not the fictional man in red with a belly full of jelly that says HO HO HO. The IDEA of Santa Clause. The Spirit of the Holidays that fills our hearts with love and joy and a giving spirit. I feel this spirit when I see people doing good deeds around the holidays, when I see someone helping someone who’s in need, or giving all they have asking for nothing in return. To me, that is what Santa Clause stands for.

You probably have heard on the news or online about the people around the U.S. that have been secretly paying off layaways, mostly ones with toys and kid’s clothes, for people. To me, those wonderful people, are someone’s secret Santa Clause. So many are doing it out of the spirit of giving without asking for reward or fame. Just secretly helping others out that might otherwise be unable to afford to give their kids any gifts. Thank you, Secret Santas! You reaffirm my hope for this world and let me know there are STILL good people out there willing to do good! 🙂

I still believe in Santa Clause because I see small town and big city Santas everyday spreading the spirit of love and giving to one and all!

{December 13, 2011}   Making Progress



Slowly, but surely I am getting things done. I started yesterday working on my important list and I have completed cleaning my den/computer room, got the decorations out of the closet, almost have my living room done, the tree up sans ornaments and my guest post done and sent in. To some, this may not seem like a lot, but for me, it’s an accomplishment. I still have a good bit to do in the next few days to prepare for the holidays, but it feels really good to look at the progress I have made and know I didn’t let procrastination win.
And in less than 30 minutes, it will be 10 days until Christmas Eve! The day when my oldest sister, 3 of my nieces and my great nephews from Indiana will be here. The excitement of their visit is putting me in one of the best moods ever. 3 of them I haven’t seen since my wedding, 2 1/2 years ago, so this is a long anticipated visit.
I hope everyone is having fun getting ready for the holidays and I wish all of you the happiest of holidays and good health! 🙂

This is a post I did on MySpace on Dec. 26th, 2005 that I really liked and wanted to share with my blog readers.

What is the meaning of Christmas?

Ok, ok, hold it. I already know what you’re thinking. What is she doing? Is she gonna start speaking philosophically? Is she been into the eggnog?

No and no. I am not gonna use my blog to impart to you the definition of Christmas, neither am I gonna preach to you like a saint, but I merely wanted you to think about this question yourself and then read what I am about to say.

As I was going by the guest bedroom to turn off the tv that my neice had fallen asleep watching, my hand was stopped as I reached for the power button. A little boy was on the TV, about 3 or 4, and as I love children, I was interested to see what was going on. This little boy was picking up toys and putting them in this medium sized box and this man proceeded to ask him, “What are you doing?”

The little boy said, “I am giving all my toys to kids who won’t get toys for Christmas.” At this utterance, I froze, my heart stopped for a beat and I almost felt a tear clutch my heart and climb up through me and trickle from my eye. I kept watching, transfixed, and the TV seemed dreamlike, ethereal, like something almost unreal. The man continued to ask the boy ,” Why are you giving all your toys away?” The boy, not missing a beat, continuing to put his toys in one by one, for a minute glanced up and I was looking right into his eyes. In fact, it felt as if I was not only looking into them, but I was right there next to him. The little boy answered, “Because they don’t have toys. It’s the right thing to do for Christmas. ” He then went back to work filling the box with all his toys and the picture faded out. I came out of my trance and turned the power off.

I fought back burning coals of tears and I thought about what I had just seen. I tell myself all the time, I don’t care about money, I don’t care about gifts, but would I be willing to give up even half of my possessions when this little boy was giving all his toys? which to a kid, is like giving away a car? I feel selfish and undeserving of all that I have, and I know soon I will probably get over this and go back to my old life, let’s face it, we all do, but for a moment, when I watched that little boy give up his toys….I smile now with tears and say………..I now know the true meaning of Christmas.

Apparently using “April Fool’s” in my title yesterday was a brilliant idea….it seemed to bring a bunch of people flocking to my blog. Who knew?

I discovered another holiday or celebration today, or rather tomorrow. I have some blogging friends that I am subscribed to that live in the UK and I am always intrigued to see differences I didn’t even know existed between the US and UK. Today, in reading their blogs, I found out that they were going to be celebrating Mother’s Day soon. At first, I raised my eyebrow and thought, “Mother’s Day is in May! How could they be talking about it like it’s sooner?”…But then I realized people in other countries have different holidays and celebrate a lot of things on other days than I do.

So I looked at a calendar in our house and there it was, April 3rd-Mothering Sunday….in the UK. Hmmm….How very interesting! And the name sounds so…well…mothering! But why stop my investigation there? I decided to do some research on this Mothering Sunday.

When Mothering Sunday started, it had nothing to do with Mothers at all! The nerve of them using the word Mother and not including them! Well, turns out it’s a Christian festival and it had to do with people returning to their “mother” church. It’s not always in April either…this is actually the first time in years it has been in April. You see, it falls on the 4th Sunday of Lent and this year, that happened to be the 3rd of April.

In the 1930’s, the custom of celebrating this day started to fade out. Then American and Canadian soldiers serving abroad in WW3 brought it back to Europe through the influence they had in celebrating Mother’s Day every 2nd Sunday in May. So Mothering Sunday returned on the 4th Sunday of Lent every year and secularly became their version of Mother’s Day.

I confess to not knowing much about Lent other than it’s a Catholic holiday. Correct me if I am wrong in any way.  I also learned that some Church of England churches will perform marriages on Mothering Sunday, but no other day of Lent. I found that to be an interesting fact.

It makes me wonder though…if not for the influence of the soldiers during WW3, would there have been a Mother’s Day celebrated in the UK back then or even today? What a shame if there wasn’t one…Mother’s are a gift from God.

Oh and to all the mothers in the UK, Happy Mother’s Day to you!

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