Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Christmas Cards

A few days ago, I sat down at my desk
 with my faithful address book
and sent out Christmas greetings
 to family & friends.
It is a tradition that I have always enjoyed..
despite what my daughter thinks!
(Love ya, Karen!)

It is a running family joke that I love
 to "X" off names on my list
IF I don't receive a card from ones I sent.
Not true!

Well...maybe a little bit true.
Evidently at some point I got carried away
 with my red "x-ing" pen!

I've kept this Christmas list book since 1988.
Throughout the pages are lots of address changes,
notes of loved ones no longer on this earth,
and some names of friends we have lost track of.
It has sort of become a history book
of family & friends.

But it is also a tradition I am seeing fade away.
I don't receive as many cards in the mail these days.
No doubt the Internet has something to do with it...
making contact through the keyboard a convenience,
plus a way to cut back on money spent.

I'll store my little old red address book away
 for another year.
I just hope I can remember where I put it!

Merry Christmas to you...
if I didn't get a card in the mail to you!

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Grieving for Newtown

December, 2012:

 I know we are all grieving over the loss of the precious little children & their teachers in Connecticut.  I cannot get over the horror of what those little ones went through, along with the ones that remain.  

After we got home from church this evening, I received a text from my daughter.  A young friend had sent this poem to her and as I read it out loud to my husband, the tears flowed!  Yes!  Those precious souls are now with their Savior and no longer have to know what a very wicked world we live in.  Please pass this on. . .

T’was Eleven Days Before Christmas

T’was 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
When 20 beautiful children stormed through Heaven's gate.
Their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air,
They could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
They were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
They remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"Where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"This is Heaven," declared a small boy. We're spending Christmas at God's house."
When what to their wondering eyes did appear, but Jesus, their Savior,
the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
Then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
And in that moment was joy, that only Heaven can bring,
Those children all flew into the arms of their King.
And as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
One small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
And as if He could read all the questions she had,
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
Then He looked down on Earth, the world far below,
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe,
Then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let my power and presence re-enter this land!"
"May this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
Then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"Come now my children, let me show you around."
Excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
All displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
And I heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"In the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."

written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA.

Monday, December 10, 2012

The Village

It was just a little over a week ago
when my daughter told Paige,
"Isn't there something you need to ask Grandma?"

she replied.
"Grandma, do you have a Village?",
she asked excitedly.

Well...I knew where that was going . . .

I don't even remember the last time I dragged my Dickens Village pieces out;
evidently a lot longer than I imagined
as the grandchildren have no memory of seeing this.
Paige has seen a village set up in some store
& thought it was amazing.
And that is when Karen came up with the bright idea to have her ask me about it.
She knew I couldn't turn down that snaggle toothed smile!

For several years, pieces to this set was what I requested for Christmas.
I remember going to our local gift shop & trying to decide which piece I would ask for.
I loved them all!

I've never had a good display area, so over the years, I just left them packed away
in their boxes, thinking I would "gift" them away someday.
Finally, I figured out how to hide their cords & place them on different levels.
Hubby actually even got involved in setting it up, helping me figure out how to get it all plugged in.

The Whittlesbourne Church
is one of my favorite pieces.
It's so old England...& I can imagine attending
Christmas services in this grand building.

Hidden behind the tree is "Fagen's Hideaway".
It makes me want to belt out in song . . .
(only if no one else is around)
"I'm reviewing the situation!
Can a fella be a villain all his life?
All the trials and tribulations...
better settle down and get myself a wife!"
And a wife would cook and sew for me,
And come for me, and go for me,
The fingers, she will wag at me.
The money she will take me.

A misery, she'll make from me...  
I think I"d better think it out again!"

(Anyone else an "Oliver" fan?)

Now we may have a new tradition
until I tire of packing & unpacking these pieces.

What the kids don't know is...
Grandpa has a Snow Village that he used 
to display in his car shop.
It has a 50's diner, a Coca Cola Building,
a hospital, and several other piece.

Wouldn't the grandkids love that?
Maybe another year. . .

Monday, December 3, 2012

It's beginning to look like Christmas . . .

In the midst of all of the mess of storage totes & boxes,
bit by bit I am beginning to find Christmas.

Years of never throwing anything away...
because one of these days I will use it...
has finally overwhelmed me.
Slowly, I am going through my "stuff"'
and choosing carefully
what I want to keep.

For the first time that I remember,
I decorated the tree
for me-
the way I wanted it-
pretty & sparkly-
without red!
just whites & greens
silver & mercury glass
glass & glitter-
different that ever before.

In the morning I plan on decorating a little tree 
just for the grandchildren-
with their special Disney ornaments and
my cute ornaments with all of the kids names of them,
gifts given to me most years from my children.
There will be snowmen
& gingerbread men,
& an angel or two.

Who knows what else is waiting in the mountain of totes
now sitting in our garage.
I'm just too sentimental to get rid of my treasures.

Happy decorating!
Hopefully you have more done than I do!