>A Christmas Tale Blogfest – My Special Christmas Wish…..
This is my entry for the Christmas Tales Blogfest hosted by Ellie Garrett. Be sure to go over and check out all the other entries…..
When I decided to share some Christmas memories in the form of stories, I didn’t know what I was getting in to. I’ve gone off in directions I hadn’t expected and had to dredge up feelings and allow myself to be what I call emotionally naked. Something will pop into my head and demand to be written and I’m finding I have no idea what’s coming out until it’s there, no matter how hard it is for me. This one is very personal….
I’m going to ask you to do something. Please play the video, softly, then begin reading.
This one is for my very own, real CindyLoo….
Things are kinda busy here, as You well know. It’s my favorite time of year and I really want to recapture that special magic that it used to have.
Funny, isn’t it, how it’s my favorite thing I got from Mom, my love of Christmas….I wish she could be here but knowing she’s with You makes it alright. Tell her I said hello and that I love her, would You?
I have a blog now and for Christmas, I’m posting stories from (mostly) my childhood. It’s kinda scary, though, the way it’s turning out. Things are coming out of me I hadn’t expected. Like this letter….
I’ve been thinking a lot about Sister lately. She’s pretty much made herself unwanted with everyone else but me. I suppose because I can remember when things were different and she was a different person….
We used to spend whole days shopping at Christmas. Even when we had no money, we’d find ways to get everyone something. And we’d laugh the whole time. Do You remember the time with the race track for Brother? I wrote about that. She was a great Santa. Brother probably doesn’t remember – he was still pretty young.
We always called each other on our birthdays. She never forgot to call….
She was the one who went with me to the doctor and she stayed with me when they told me I was probably going to die without immediate surgery. I was so scared. I wouldn’t have made it without her there. She was the one who drove me home, 11 days later, and we laughed about getting stopped for speeding and me getting taken in because I had lost so much weight and I looked like a junkie…all those IV’s.
She wanted me in the hospital room with her when Niece was born. I’ve never witnessed anything as miraculous as Niece being born. My arms shook from holding her upright during her epidural….and she never cried out in pain. Not once. Even though the epidural didn’t take.
Remember what a mess she was when First Niece was born and she came to live with You? I think that messed her up a lot….along with so many other things.
Nephew has forgotten how she was all he had for so many years. He has a right to be angry about later; but for a long time…she was it.
So much has happened….and I don’t know if it can be fixed. It would have to be You. She won’t listen to anyone else, not even me.
And now…… now, it’s Christmas and I have no idea where she is except lost in the dark.
I guess what I really wanted to say, well, to ask, was….would You send some angels to watch over her? To keep her safe? Would You whisper to her when she sleeps and tell her that I remember? That I know that locked under all the pain and anger and hurt and fear and regret and sorrow and loss….is the self she used to be? And that it’s okay to feel all those feelings and that it’s safe to come back out?
Would You hold her in Your hand and make her feel safe and healed and whole?
I miss her. I miss the she she used to be. I miss the we that we once were. But even if we could not be as we as we once were, I would wish that she could be the she You want her to be. That’s my Christmas wish, Daddy.
I will hold all the memories in my heart and cherish them. I will nurture them with all my hope and love till that day the wish becomes reality….
It’s getting late and I need a tissue, so I’m going to end here. Just please, consider my wish….
Thank You, Daddy
I’ll be in touch….
Love and hugs….
And Happy Birthday,
Posted on December 11, 2010, in dark/sparkle and tagged childhood tales, Christmas, Christmas tales, family, favorites, friends, fun, just me, moments, thankfulness. Bookmark the permalink. 20 Comments.