Day 7 and 8 remembering For the last 2 days I have been figuring out what to write and I have been searching both days for things that happen and for the life of me I can't think of anything so I will just write what I am thinking of now. I just recently read my friends blog and she talked about a time when destroyed some ornaments and she mentioned that she could not remember that she did that. Well, I decided to make this post about "remembering" I too have a hard time remembering things when I was little and for the life of me I can't remember any right now. I have a bad memory. Maybe I should just stop this post right now because I'm not making any sense. I think what I'm tyring to say is I want my kids to keep journals so they can remember things that happened to them while they are young and the feelings they have. I wish I could remember more, but I don't.
I always remember Christmas morning and those of us who slept downstairs could not come up and go past the gate till my mom or dad came to open the gate(I hated that gate) I remember seeing all the gifts in our little room, there was a lot since there was 9 of us and we each got about 4 or 5. My favorite part was seeing my mom and dad open their gifts that I made them and I see that in our kids now. They can't wait till Christmas just to see us open their gift they probably spent hours on. I love that and it always makes me cry.
We always took a ride on Christmas Eve to look for Santa in the sky and sometimes I could really see him. I really need to sit down and try to remember more and when I have time I will. I don't know why I just posted this, but I know I needed to stay up on these days I'm doing. It's bugging me that I'm behind so I just did it not even knowing what I was going to write. Hope this wasn't too boring. I think trying to remember things is helping me to "Let Him In" more because I feel the Christmas spirit more when I can remember and can feel things over again. Now my brain hurts, so I better go make dinner.
6 comments:
Those sound like great memories. You're doing fine. Christmas is so different without a child who believes. We're trying to teach Marshall about the true meaning of Christmas at the same time we teach him about Santa and all that stuff. I want there to be magic in my home at Christmas again.
Oh JUNK! I forgot to log out of my other account. You can go look at the Tiptoe Through The Tulips blog that I participate on if you want. You probably are like me and don't have that much time. That blog is my outlet. I can talk about the fun times as well as the difficult and frustrating times of raising Marshall. He's a cute one but SO So difficult in many ways. I wouldn't change him but ya know...
You are so right--it's totally helping me to Let Him In just by pondering things more every day. I LOVE reading your posts....and no it wasn't boring...it totally made me remember when we were kids! The biggest thing I remember as a kid is sitting against your bed and you would brush my hair...you were the only one I wanted to do that because you were so easy on the rats! :0 What a good sissy :)
What a nice post! I remember that gate too! I remember going for rides looking at lights too. Wait till you read what happened to me at the dollar store last night!! i'll post later!
Julie that was a....well...I can't remember what I was going to say!
Ha ha WE NEED A SCRAP BOOK PARTY!
JK your post had me remembering my Christmas growing up! This was so fun to read and CAN'T wait to hear Joni's story!!
That's so funny you guys remember that gate! Why on earth did we have that anyway! Was it to keep Christopher from falling down the stairs??? Christmas mornings are so different now; I miss all you kids coming up the stairs and running through the kitchen to the living room and all the chaos unwrapping presents!!! At least we still have Karen coming up the stairs! but, she doesn't run anymore and it's just so quiet with just the 3 of us. Enjoy your kids now, cause it's all too soon that they leave home and have their own families.
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