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Christmas Memories with Sugar Coated Love
Isabelle5

I remember my body shaking
 1
with excitement on Christmas,
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when our parents would wake us
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at midnight, tell us it was morning
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because our mother was too impatient
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to wait for the sun to rise.
 6
 
 
My mother spent hours stitching
 7
tiny doll clothes, hiding them
 8
before I came from school,
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baking cookies - hundreds -
 10
while we licked beaters, bowls,
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becoming nearly sick with sugar and fat
 12
on our tongues but going back for more.
 13
 
 
My father chose a tree from our forest,
 14
never one straight and tall, one sideways
 15
and prickly, always anchored with string,
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shedding fragrant needles on the floor.
 17
 
 
Mama is gone this year, my father is in
 18
assisted living
 19
 
 
but I remember the joyful chaos
 20
of five children in bathrobes
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ripping into crisp, bright paper,
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the feel of unwrapped books,
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cries of delight and the scent of
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baby dolls, sugar,
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gingerbread, coffee and toast.
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For the first time in years,
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I will have a tree in my apartment;
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my oldest grandchild has come
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to live nearby and she will be missing
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her sister, brother, parents and their
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holiday traditions.
 32
 
 
We will see the Nutcracker, shop for
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surprises, make cookies, eat a breakfast
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of cheese eggs, orange rolls, turkey bacon.
 35
 
 
Perhaps she will remember these
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when I am gone, when I am only
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a memory on a noisy, joyful Christmas
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years and years from now.
 39

20 Dec 14


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Love it! Beautiful, bittersweet, real. Maybe it resonates with me so much because I'm also a Grandparent.

Q though: Is the wording on L7 intentional or a typo?

Thanks for sharing ... think I'm going to get some hot cocoa now...

Cheers, and Merry Christmas!
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