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Christmas Then and Now
Remember this ~ *Life is ever so short and yet it is up to US to make it as wide as we want!
Childhood Memories of Christmas. We all have them. Most good, some, not so good but we got through them all. So here we are. All grown up. Remember the “Christmas Wishes Catalogs and Sears too? Endless hours were spent pouring over those pages.
A family venture to the Christmas Tree lot and the pine smell of a new and fresh tree in the home. Old tissue wrapped ornaments full of memories came out stored boxes and presents started appearing under the tree, (how many for you?), good and happy moods, excitement, hot chocolate, bright lights and yearnings, ohhh for so many anticipated and hopeful yearnings for toys! Oh but then when were “bad” parents would remind us, “Santa is watching.”
It seemed like Christmas would never come either, time went so slow in our youth. At least it seemed like it. Now looking back, where did all that time go?
My mom had a surprise for me when I went to visit her awhile back. There was a small picture pile on the table and a twinkle in her eye. Seemed as if she had found some pictures that we had been talking about earlier in the year that was taken when I was a young lad.
We were a real frugal family. One income, 6 kids and foster children too, were always in our home. On a very lucky day, my mom purchased a Santa Suit for me that I had had a fit over in the store. I tried to convince her that I would be a great Santa if she got it for me.
She bought me a suit, and it was the true highlight of my holiday. WE (mom and I) kept it a secret and closer to Christmas I would “don the red suit” and be available for pictures.
Yes, even the neighborhood parents asked that I visit their homes for pictures with Santa after my socializing mom shared that I owned a Santa Suit. Neighbors knew each other well then, and the children all fully believed. I had a lot of fun with that Santa Suit.
With all the memories that have been created during our childhood, and here we are, adults, already, I would be so pleased to host your personal Christmas or holiday pictures of “Then, and Now.” Mine I am sharing with you here, is with my sister Shawntell and she was about 7 years old. I still remember sitting with her for that picture.
This was my first “professional” posing and she had no idea it was me. She even called me “Santa.” I think at that moment, I imprinted (on) that I represented a big part of a wonderful holiday with a big responsibility. The “seed” of Santa, was planted.
I loved wearing that suit for the children, and took the times that I did, very seriously. The older kids that “knew” kept quiet for their younger brothers and sisters, amazingly enough.
And now here we all are, truly, in the twinkle of an eye, older and a little melancholy (perhaps) at Christmastime for those old days and memories of our younger times. We all have our stories and when we talk about them to others, more memories come to light. I think what is missing is that most of us don’t “yearn” for things anymore, like we used to.
I think that is why some of the spirit is not as long-lasting as it used to be. But then again, I remember telephone party lines, family dinners together, the home smelling like cooking food with mom in the kitchen, wrestling with my siblings, wholesome TV that we would all watch together, stringing popcorn and cranberries for the tree, being put on restriction (remember that?), having a budget and trying to be creative with all the gifts that you buy or make for your family, and mostly, waking up Christmas Day to a joyful morning that I never wanted to end!
It would be truly so enjoyable for you to share
your “Then and Now” pictures and a little story if you feel like adding
A picture is a thousand words! Please! We all wait with enchanted curiosity for you to share!
Lets share some holiday nostalgia
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