When my middle daughter was two years ago waaaaaaaayyy
back in 1990, a news story had aired. A little girl had lost her
"blankie Bunny". It was a flat pillow-like stuffed animal.
We knew the trauma because we lost ours one day and went to the toy store
and as luck would have it we were able to get another. As always,
the first one showed up. So, we now had two.
Anyway, this little girl lost hers and could not sleep
with out it. She was a mess...crying all the time. Her parent spent
$150.00 taking out ads in the NJ Star Ledger. The local television
picked up the story. I talked with Jenni and we agreed it was OK
to share her blankie bunny with this other little girl.
No big deal , right?? Well, it was Christmas week...we
packed up the bunny and Dad, who was an attorney hustled down to pick him
up. With him came news reporters and tv cameras. The story
eventually not only aired locally , but on CNN nationwide.
Two little girls happy.
When I was 11 years old I started not believing in Santa,
but one night while we were all in bed I heard something on the roof I
was afraid to get out of bed to look and my younger brothers were awake
and heard it too, we just laid there afraid because our parents we not
home ,we were alone, all 5 of us.
The next morning we told our parents what we heard and
they just laughed at us, but my older brother and I went out side and looked
up at the roof and behold there were sleigh tracks on it, at least it sure
looked like it. We just looked at each other and called the younger boys
out to see and they said "I knew there was a santa, look he stopped on
our roof and left us toys, sure enough under the tree were gifts for all
of us, more then we usually got. As we grew older we asked our parents
if they made those marks on the roof and they stated "No how could we have
gotten up there do to that it was your imagination, you we dreaming" well
all 5 of us surely weren't wrong and to this day I remember that night
Christmas Eve and I will never forget how we all felt.
I am 55 now and I still think of that night every Christmas
and the joy it brought all of us. It will remain with me forever. This
is my favorite time of year, seeing the little ones faces light up, if
only that sparkle lasted forever wouldn't this be a more wonderful world
we live in.
Merry Christmas Everyone
From the Walls:
Our first Christmas after we were married, my husband
was to give me a wall mounted coat rack he'd made himself. I looked with
forward to what I thought would be our first romantic Christmas as husband
and wife, anticipating something sweet and special. What I got were the
PIECES of an unfinished coat rack. Somewhere in the house, after
18 years, I still have one of the hooks roaming around loose......
When I was about 10 years old I couldn't think of a thing
to get my best friend for Christmas. There were 6 kids in my family and
we didn't have extra money to spend. Both of her parents worked and she
always got what ever she wanted, but I wanted to give her ---something----!
My mom was making soap
with pictures on them and asked me if I would like to
make her one, I picked out a great picture from a magazine and was
so excited to give it to her the day before christmas. I will never forget
the look on her face when she opened it! What?? You gave me
soap? She yelled to her mom----Do i stink or something, she gave me soap!
I was so embarrassed!
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