Grandma’s Stories

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Christmas is Love – Love of God – Love of Family –

a… “Love”  that shares,  will last forever, and ever more!

That freezing cold wind was whistling “DIXIE” up my skirt – just making me colder than necessary!  – haha I am so glad that Angel was there that night to help you get on your way before the flood gates opened.

Meow Lucky kitty! That is SOOO sweet. I never knew that about your mom as a young girl – I can’t believe her mother would DROWN the kittens! LOL!! We all love kitties here now.

I receive more Joy, just because  Family and Friends  take the time to share  more “Love” in a way that helps all of us promote healthy living, fulfilling  our  “Dreams’  one for another.

The  “Love for Life”  knits us  all… so close together that we  grow stronger in our  “Love”…

just being there,  wherever needed. 

Our Creator’s  most wonderful and HIS enduring  abundant  Love  and Blessings …   is wished …

…  for us all!

My brothers received  a   red “Wagon”  –  with those high lattice panels  –  something we all enjoyed! 

My “Mom” dressed us up… so extra nice and warm,  my “Dad” took the wagon outside   –  and we all got in  –  and Daddy pulled  that wagon with the three of us  –  singing all of the “Christmas” songs that we knew and  we were having  lots of fun  –  around the block  –  again and again!

Under the “Christmas tree” … I received  “ice skates”  with those double blades – but,  there was no snow  – so, I just had to wait for  a day of ice and snow.

This was one of the very best gifts,  of all of the gifts… that I have ever received, a “Nurse-Doctor  kit”  for me!

A real good gift, that I enjoyed for a long time… since I had patients  (my brothers) – 

They needed me to bandage them from head to foot  –  and the  “cure – for – all”    – candy medicine!  

While one would be recuperating  and or waiting for a  1st class bandage job  –   there was always my little bottle of  “red hot” candy pills!

Psalm 30 – dedicated to ME – since we were just talking about that the other day 

‘You brought me up…’ rather like a bucket being drawn up from the deepest well; a dark well that is as deep as death itself. This imagery reminds us that God reaches down into the deepest, darkest places to bring us up and out. And until we are standing on the mountaintop again – well, he’s with us every step of the way.

In the  early 40’s,  my Dad took me to the  Poultry Store  where they had, (live birds) and we would pick out that live  Turkey… to be prepared, “quickly” for us to pickup on our return  –  as we needed to head for  McConnell’s fruit and vegetable store, for some of the other ingredients needed by  my Dad… to prepare our Christmas dinner. 

Immediately  –  arriving home… my Dad  turned into an Irish elf  –  no cook book needed  –  he had  pots and pans going  – the smells and aroma were  the indication something  “special” is taking place  –  and this is going to be a most delicious meal and time for all!

Also, can not forget  that “Christmas” tree –  we all dressed warm and headed out –  there were several “tree lots” to check out and we all had to give our    “ooh o ‘s   and   ah’s”   and with the “Right Tree” –  we headed  back for  home  and in a big hurry!

  One  day an extra special letter  was sent to me,  it had some sand  from the beaches  –  pasted along the bottom  –  just so I would know … what the sand looked like in California. 

My Dad,  sent the mail… just special for me and said… that  they had so much sand  –  that they would not care … if I … also had some of their extra special sand?

One thing I remember from those days, when I was just a small fry…  I can still remember  those times… that we were getting ready and really … as we were just kids that did like to help and in helping …  Christmas Time  –  really was a  wonderful time of the year!

Way back then… in the 1940’s…  my Dad would take the time to make Fudge candy and Divinity candy  –  for the men and women in the Services!