It’s Christmas time once again. Let’s hope 2021 is better than 2020. Last year with the pandemic and family and relationship problems made for a horrible holiday. 

My best friend Dana had reminded me of how it was when we were kids. Christmas really was a special time back then. We had our Sunday school program. Of course always the major scene but each year it meant something to each one in the community. Then we would have a night of Christmas caroling. We would go out in our community which was very spread out, and sing Christmas carols and usually they would have popcorn balls or a welcoming  and grateful smile. We would pick an ending point at someone’s house and have hot chocolate and cookies and then go home feeling very blessed and in the Christmas spirit.

 At home it was nights watching Christmas specials and waiting impatiently for Christmas morning.  Daddy would wait until Christmas eve to do his shopping. Probably a good idea because I usually snooped

and found the presents momma had gotten.  

Back then we usually got a lot of snow unlike now. I would build snow men. And play in the snow.  There was one year it snowed so much I thought we would never get back to school because of all the snow days we had after our Christmas break.  Of course I didn’t mind. 

Grandma Cooley would make her molasses bread and we would fix hot chocolate. Not the hot chocolate out of the box. With real milk ,cocoa and sugar.  Dad would always cut her a small christmas tree and I would help decorate it. She would always have hard ribbon candy and was usually sewing or making quilt blocks. Aunt Hope would get Christmas tea towels and make them into pillows to decorate the couch. 

Life was so much simpler then and the true meaning of Christmas always was a happy time sharing love of family and friends and the true meaning of Christmas, the celebration of the birth of Jesus who was born so we can have eternal life in heaven

Merry Christmas and peace to all this holiday season.