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Christmas Will Never Be The Same Again

I realized today that Christmas will never be the same again after our new addition. Our house and all of its Christmas decorations are not in the same places anymore. As you can see above, the furry Christmas tree skirt continues to be askew because Buster loves to snuggle on it. So he does and I’m ok with it.

My sons and I are sitting and relaxing in the family room together while the puppy is in what we refer to as his corral (playpen) nearby. He’s relaxing after having gone outside for yet another romp in the grass, picking up sticks and leaves and carrying them around before we have to open his mouth to make sure he doesn’t choke. It’s like having a baby again, except this one eats things off the ground! LOL

This has been a long year, hasn’t it? Filled with many challenges, but on this day, I am feeling grateful that we are all still here, still healthy and happy. I hope that you are all doing well too. I was late designing the Christmas cards this year, so they are more like New Year’s cards, if in fact they arrive before the new year begins. A little nudge had me hesitant to choose a family photo for the card because I kept feeling as if a puppy were in our future, he’d arrive in time for his Christmas card debut. I am grateful to report that he did!

A golden retriever was not the breed we originally planned to get; as a black Labrador, like the one I had growing up, was our intent. Well, at first it was a husky which my older son had been begging to get for years, but even though I adore huskies too, I have heard they need a lot of exercise and we are not in the position for that at this time. So when we saw this little puppy locked eyes with us, touching our souls and letting us know that he was our new baby, there were no questions. I believe that we connect with our animals and bond through the love. They come to us when we are open and able to embrace what is meant to be.

I will tell you that occasionally I wonder what I was thinking as puppy training is a challenge at the moment. So if you have any tips and tricks, I’m listening and ready to learn!

Shine On!

xo

The Christmas Spirit Is In Action

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I adore the Christmas Spirit which comes during the holiday season!  It warms my heart when people are nicer, more thoughtful and loving.  I appreciate the extra kindness that arrives when generosity of spirit reigns.  How I wish we would continue the spirit of Christmas throughout the year!

Being kind doesn’t require anything spectacular.  It is simply being aware of those around us and being thoughtful of how others may be feeling.  There are many lonely souls who are quietly experiencing Christmas alone.  Neighbors, friends and even those who are in old age homes.  It doesn’t take much to reach out in a friendly manner to let them know that they are being thought of at Christmas.

A small card can make a difference, especially to those who have Alzheimer’s.  Even though they may not fully be aware that Christmas is upon us, to receive a card makes all the difference in the world.  I know that from experience.

Yesterday I brought cards to the Alzheimer’s home where my loved one resides.  As I am a frequent visitor, I bought a pack of Christmas cards and made one out for each of them.  It was a simple heartfelt gesture on my part, but the result made my heartlight grow tremendously.

As each lady received her card, she smiled.  While they recognize me, they do not remember my name, but they know I belong to my loved one who is one of their friends.  I had brought extra in case I had inadvertently forgotten someone and I was glad I did.  I ended up making a few extra cards right there when I realized I was to deliver a card to a lady who was seated with two others whom I really didn’t know and I wasn’t sure if they were aware.  But sure enough, they were.

Quickly, I went back and wrote the cards for the other two ladies and then delivered them.  I smiled and as I handed the newly written card to one woman in particular, her chin wobbled.  “I hope you didn’t think I’d forgotten you!  Here’s your Christmas card!  Merry Christmas!” I cheerily said to her.  She smiled at me and I walked back to my loved one’s table.

A few minutes later, this particular lady appeared, having summoned one of the workers to bring her to “that lady who gave her the card.”  As she sat in her wheelchair she was teary and said, “Thank you.  This was the nicest card ever.  It means a lot that you thought of me.”  That moment of a small action on my part touched her and it meant the world to me.  I reached out to hug her and I got teary too.

While some may think that just because those with Alzheimer’s don’t remember a lot, it doesn’t mean that a kind gesture doesn’t touch their hearts.  While I am not naive enough to think that those cards may not make it back to their rooms to sit on their dressers, it’s that moment that counts.  That moment of Christmas spirit, connection and as a result of a small action, ties two hearts in harmony.

So if you’re contemplating sending a small batch of cookies to an elderly neighbor or sending a card to someone, my advice is to do it.  There’s nothing like the magic of Christmas to make this world a better place.

Shine your heartlights my friends.  Together our lights ignite the sparkle that grows the Christmas and Hanukah spirit!

Shine On!

xo

Never Stop Believing in Santa

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I remember when I was in 8th grade (14 years old).  My mom came into my bedroom just a few days before Christmas.  She was in a serious mood that day and I remember thinking, “Uh oh, I’m in trouble.”

She asked to sit on the bed with me so that we could have a special talk.  I nodded, not sure what this was all about at all.  Did I get a bad grade?  Did I forget to unload the dishwasher?  Taking my hands in hers and turning to face me, she looked gently into my eyes.

“Yvonne, I have something to tell you.  I know you may feel disappointed, but you need to know that your sister (who is 3 years younger) came to me this morning after breakfast and told me that she didn’t believe in Santa.  She told me that she knew that Santa was actually Dad and me,” the words flew out of her mouth in a visible flurry.

She took a breath and then just stared at me, waiting for my reaction.

“I know Mom,” I quietly said to her as she squeezed my hand.

“You did?”  The breath she was holding suddenly whooshed from her.  I realized she had been nervous to tell me.  She thought she was breaking the news to me.  “But you never told me.  Honey you’ve been acting like you believed in Santa and I was worried.  I didn’t want to be the one to tell you, but now that your sister has told me that she knows, well…I just couldn’t allow you to go on believing.  Why children would make fun of you!”  She giggled nervously, much relieved to hear that she would not be known as the ‘Mom who told her child that there is no Santa Claus.’

“But why didn’t you tell me that you knew?”

“Because Sissy still believed and I love all the Christmas Spirit that believing in Santa brings to our house.  Why would I tell anyone that I knew when it was fun to get caught up in the magic of Christmas?  I didn’t want to ruin it for Sissy or for me quite frankly.  It was more fun to pretend to believe.”

“Oh you are such a little Mommy to your sister.  Of course you knew.  You were just pretending.  I get it.  Ok then,” she squeezed my hands again, kissed my cheek and started to get up smiling.

“But Mom, can we pretend to believe anyway?”

“Sure, I guess so.  No harm in that.  Just don’t tell anyone,” she replied.

True story…but I never stopped believing and below are the reasons why…please indulge me…

Because I would love for Christmas to last all year long.  I love singing Christmas carols and the old hymns in church on Sunday.  They are my favorite songs by far.  I love the frosty cold, so that I have to snuggle up in my footie pajamas at night under the covers.  I love to watch the way the snow falls gently to the ground at night under the outside light.  I love how snow falls in all different ways.  I love the magic that Christmas brings us all, that spirit of giving, the spirit of friendship, and most of all, the spirit of love.  I love that most people act happy around Christmas.  We get together with friends and family whom we haven’t seen in awhile.  Everyone seems joyful, even Santa who says ho ho ho!  I love to give special presents, knowing that the gift is in the giving even when the gift is small.  Not to mention, I love to receive gifts and to unwrap them with enthusiastic anticipation!  I love to sit down with our family to eat a delicious meal slowly and with great gusto.  I love that we all take time to just be with each other instead of rushing about for work and school.  I love the white lights on the Christmas tree and the tradition of decorating it with the old ornaments from our ancestors.  I love setting up the creche with the little manger animals and being able to move them around and seeing the angels who watched over them all.  I loved the train set that my Dad used to set up around the tree every year.  I loved imagining I was the conductor, stopping and starting the Lionel engine and 3 cars.  I love hanging the stockings from the mantle hooks.  I love the smell of fresh baked cookies and how they seem to melt in my mouth, bending with warmth.  I love imagining that I can have whatever I ask Santa for ~ world peace, a loving relationship, being debt-free, helping others, good health, the ability to shine my essence for all to see and to honor and love every person I meet.  I love the greenery of Christmas, sparkling red and green, silver and gold (remember the song?), and watching the Christmas specials on television at night.  I love to listen to the superb silence on a cold winter’s night, imagining that I hear sleigh bells in the distance.  I love how so many people say, “Happy Holidays” and “Merry Christmas” with a smile.  I love the generosity of gratitude that is shown at this time of year.  I adore writing and receiving Christmas cards!  I put them up on my refrigerator for all to see how the kids have grown over the year.  I love to hear from old friends and new friends, catching up on life.  I love the magic of flying reindeer and how the red nose of one became a shining gift of light!  Thanks Rudolf!  I love the candlelight of Christmas decorations.  I love the sparkles and the enticing scent of a real balsam tree.  I love to pick out special gifts for others at Christmastime.  I love to have the store wrap the gifts for me.  I love to choose a special moment each morning to just be peacefully grateful in my home.  Best of all, I love all of the blessings bestowed on us everyday, but especially at Christmas.

What about you?

Shine On!

xo

 

Christmas is…

48462711_CHRISTMAS- (kris`-muhs) noun:

THE TIME OF YEAR WHEN…

1) Trees are decorated with a lifetime of memories.

2) Lights twinkle & people are merry.

3) The smell of hot chocolate and peppermint linger in the air.

4) Shoppers rush home with their treasures.

5) Ribbons & paper clutter the table.

6) People are trying not to be naughty, but nice.

7) Little ones are counting the days ‘til Santa will arrive.

8) Everything glitters.

9) Everyone samples the yummy goodies coming from the kitchen.

10) Family & friends gather together.

11) The whole world stops to consider a baby in a manger.

Shine On!

xo

Daily Prompt: Memories of Holidays Past

What is your very favorite holiday? Recount the specific memory or memories that have made that holiday special to you.

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Cyber Monday ~ Holiday Cards!

It’s not just on Cyber Monday, but ALL YEAR LONG!

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Christmas cards!