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When I was a young girl, we would go to our Mamaw and Papaws. We would act out the Christmas story, before we opened presents.
My Mother entered a Nursing Home in Waco the week before she died. She wished to celebrate Christmas so my wife and I went out and got a prelit Christmas Tree for her and her neighboring roommate. The children’s choir from 7th and James Baptist Church came to sing carols. She lost consciousness during the children’s choir and went to meet the Lord the next day. We left the tree for her roommate’s enjoyment.
I remember my little girl and little boy, ready for Christmas and all excited, coming home from school with their pictures of Santa and the little gift they got. Me being a single mom, made it sweet and I thanked God that I did have a little extra so I can put presents under the tree. Their smiles are priceless and they just warm my heart. Thank God.
My favorite was the Christmas I got engaged. My family knew but I had no idea. He waited until we had opened all the gifts. I was so stunned I didn’t say anything so he had to ask again.
My favorite Christmas memory is making cinnamon rolls with my mom. Every year, since I was five years old, my mom and I have spent a day baking our family recipe of cinnamon rolls. The cinnamon rolls are special because the recipe is from my grandmother, who passed the recipe to my mother, who passed the recipe to me. Each year, the day of baking cinnamon rolls becomes my new favorite memory. Merry Christmas!
My favorite Christmas memory was when I was 5 years old. My brother Clint and I was told to stay in the hallway that Christmas morning. At the end of the hallway wall a full length mirror. I remember my brother having me look in the mirror and say “Happy Birthday Jesus!”
My brother passed away 20 years ago this year, due to a work related accident. It’s the little moment that can make a great memory. That memory can stay with you, your lifetime. I love and miss my brother very much.
About 4 years ago my family and I decided to get out first real Christmas tree and we were so excited! We picked out the perfect tree and got it tied down to our car and we were ready to go. As we headed home part of the tree was inside the car and we started to hear nothing but screaming in the back! Turns out there was a giant spider in some of the branches of the tree and it freaked everyone out. I remember everyone started screaming until we pulled over and jumped out the car. The spider disappeared and no one wanted to get back in the car! Until this day we have no idea where the spider went, but it’s a memory we love to laugh about and share every Christmas when we put up our tree!
On Nov 28, 1995, we lost our Dad after a dreadful battle with cancer. He was a faithful Christian, a man of prayer, a loving father that loved the Lord. Words could not express the sadness our family felt facing the Christmas season without him. It was during this time that my older sister, Ann, who suffered with kidney disease, was waiting for a kidney transplant. Even as my Dad was suffering and fighting his own battle, he continually prayed for Ann and reassured her that God had the perfect plan. I am convinced that as soon as my Dad entered into his heavenly home he must have had a heart to heart talk with the Lord. On Christmas Eve, Dec 24, 1995, my sister received the best gift.
My Favorite Christmas memory is the Christmas of 2011. My daughter was born 8 weeks early, and had to stay in the NICU for a few weeks. She was released with no health problems on Christmas eve, First time her big sister got to see her. Best Christmas ever!
This past Christmas I will always remember the face of my son in law as I was unwrapping my last gift. He was grinning from ear to ear and his eyes were bright and shining. I received a back massager that I wanted, because I always used theirs. Best gift ever. Then later I was teasing him about rearranging the ornaments on the tree, he was a perfectionist. Not even a month later he passed away unexpectedly so I will always cherish that day with his happy face.
While l love being the mom to 6, and have favorite Christmas memories with my children, my favorite memory goes back to my childhood. My family moved to Austin when I was 8 and at that time Austin was the size of BCS is now. That’s so hard to believe! Every Christmas my father would take me, and my three younger brothers, to the 155 foot tall Zilker Christmas tree. While holding one ankle and one wrist, he would spin me around while I looked up at the spinning lights. He would put me down, and I would walk like I was drunk. We all laughed as he took turns spinning my brothers too. As a child of God, it’s that simple, innocent fun, that I miss most; for me and my kids.
About 21 years ago I was a single mom of a beautiful little boy. Being a single mom I struggled financially and was under a lot of stress with work and raising a child on my own. My mother helped as much as she could, but she was battling colon cancer and was in and out of the hospital. She was always the rock in the family and held us all together like glue. This particular Christmas she was in the hospital at MD Anderson. Over the phone she walked me through making my very first Christmas dinner for the entire family. I was wakened early Christmas morning by a phone call from my mom. She had arranged to have gifts bought for my son. I remember just crying because she made it happen!
My favorite memory is a Christmas Eve when I was about 6 years old. My dad was working the 2-10 shift that day. When he got home, Santa Claus had already stopped at our house. I got a baby doll that you could feed and change its diaper. I was excited and couldn’t wait to take care of my baby! The first thing I wanted to do was feed my baby! Before I fed my baby, I made my dad taste the food! So there he was, still in uniform, bent down, tasting the food that I was going to feed my baby! Thirty three years later and I still remember this! I even have a picture of me feeding my dad! This is a memory that I will never forget!
We would pile up as many would fit in my mom’s expedition and drive through the lights at Belora park and sing Christmas songs so loud while drinking hot cocoa. It made my heart so happy.
While dating my (now) husband, he surprised me for Christmas several weeks early with a miniature dachshund puppy. I am very hard to surprise, and he had recorded the video of my reaction. I screamed, jumped up and down and even cried. It was one of the biggest Christmas surprises I have ever received, and I will always treasure the memory.
Every year when my PawPaw was alive, he would buy each of us a gift just from him in addition to the gifts my grandmother bought. His, though, almost always came from the dollar store and we all looked forward to seeing what they would be. One year, when I was in jr. high, he got us all candles. They were the kind with a picture of a saint. Well, mine was a picture of a man with leprosy, barely clothed, with sores all over his body. It cracked me and everyone else up! I carried that candle with me to college and everywhere I moved until a decade or so ago because it reminded me of one of the greatest men ever, my PawPaw!
My favorite Christmas memory had to be about two years ago when my family was at my parents house and we were opening presents and my kids and niece and nephews noticed how quiet it was. Then we realized that my parents dog Tres ( named after the number three in Spanish) had gotten out. So we had to stop everything and go looking for him. And after reviving a phone call about where he was, we found him about a street away in a neighbors backyard. The moment was not lost on one of us, from the oldest to the youngest. We treasure our time together, slowing down, laughing, and celebrating the fact that we can all gather to celebrate Jesus’ Birthday-even with the dog!!
My favorite Christmas memory has to be the time my parents surprised us with a trip to New York City! All 7 members of my family were stuffed into one tiny New York apartment, but it is still one of my fondest Christmas memories.
My favorite Christmas memory was in 1999. My mother had cervical cancer and we knew she would pass on soon. We decided to make this her happiest Christmas. We had a lot of love and food. We took her around to see all the Christmas lights. We were so blessed to have that time with her. I’m forever grateful to the Lord for giving us that time. She died a month and a half later.
My favorite Christmas memory was when I was 15. All my family was in town this year and we were all around the piano on Christmas eve singing all kinds of songs as my grandpa played. We then went to bed and woke up and enjoyed Christmas all under the same roof. We also jumped into a big pile of ripped up wrapping paper. Lets just say could not stop laughing those two days.
I’d always had bad Christmases. My parents were divorced, my mom kind of wasn’t there some of those years and my dad wasn’t really talking back in past years.
But, at the age of 22 God blessed me with a son and a year later a daughter. Now, my son being a toddler and my daughter almost a toddler also… this past Christmas, I got what I’ve always wanted (A family). I am blessed and will spend Christmas with happiness and gratefulness! I’m thankful God gave me 2 beautiful, amazing kids. Also for my boyfriend and 2 step kids that came in the picture. I’m just so grateful for everything that God has done for me.
One Christmas in particular stands out as a funny memory. My dad and grandad spent many nights in the back room of our house behind closed doors. Almost as soon as they both came home from work they raced to get to that room. I knew at this age that “Santa” must be working on us a playhouse or a gigantic doll house of some sort. The two men in my life were working long hours preparing for Christmas morning for 3 little girls. The big reveal of what Santa diligently worked on for my little sisters and I finally arrived. And what to my wondering eyes would appear an electric train mounted on plywood, with Dad and Grandad grinning from ear to ear!
About five years ago we went to our favorite restaurant and had planned on Skyping with our daughter Adrianna as she was many miles away serving in the Army. While everyone was ordering I looked up and standing there was my daughter in her uniform! What a blessing and surprise as well.
My favorite Christmas memory is from 2007–My husband and I got married 3 days before Christmas. Our wedding was surrounded with all the Christmas things (Christmas trees, poinsettias, lights, ornaments) but most importantly we had family and friends who rearranged their schedules to make sure they were in attendance! For our Wedding favors, I decorated 300 ornaments, many of which still hang on Christmas trees from those in attendance. I love when someone sends me a picture or writes and tells me they just hung the ornament!
My favorite Christmas memory was our first Christmas with our grandkids. They were old enough to really enjoy it and we were able to share the real meaning off Christmas with them. It’s not all about gifts it’s the joy of giving.
It was Christmas of 1980. I was pregnant with my first baby. My dad was very sick He had cancer. He made my mom bring him to see me. I was supposed to stay in bed because I tried to go into labor early. I couldn’t go to him so he came to me. It was so special that was the last time I got to see him before he passed away in January He passed 8 hours after my son was born. He waited to make sure we were ok. I sure do miss him.
One year, my daughter and I made all of our Christmas ornaments with a Spirograph!
In 2000, Christmas pictures with my miracle baby – we were told I would never conceive or carry a baby. She slept through the whole thing- we tried everything to wake her up but those 1st Christmas pictures of her sound asleep and so peaceful are such a treasure now that she’s in college.
In 2011 was my first Christmas in Bryan TX. All that I remember is that my brother got a DS and I said, “I want a DS too”. And every gift I got, I thought, “Is this a DS?” But instead of a DS, I got makeup.
My favorite Christmas memory would have to be from my childhood over 30 years ago and my cousin and I, every Christmas, would play in our outdoor nativity set that was in our front yard. We would pretend that we were part of the nativity scene and be very still as cars drove by. I can remember the warmth inside of the nativity scene from the bright, hot light that was hanging on top of the nativity and all of the hay that my dad put in there to make it look as realistic as possible. Such wonderful memories of a warm & cozy Christmas, time spent with family and taking part in a live nativity.
Growing up in an un-wealthy family of ten was always hard especially on Christmas. There was one Christmas, in particular, we received a blue Santa. When they pulled up to our home and brought all kinds of boxes of food and toys I felt like I was the happiest girl in the world!! even though I couldn’t figure out why Santa was blue Santa…. my mom later explained. giving is something I encourage everyone to do!! God is Great!!!!
We had just had the roughest year, financially, that we had ever had as a family, and we had two teenage daughters in our home. They attended a teen girls Bible study class, and every girl was supposed to fill out a form to receive a gift at the Christmas party. Our girls opted out of asking for a gift, because, they said, they didn’t really need as much as the other girls! I remember praying that the Lord would somehow provide them with gifts. As it turned out, a couple of the other girls didn’t want what they had received, and were about to throw their gifts away. My girls rescued those gifts and were very happy with them. The Lord provided even when they didn’t ask for anything!
My family and I are from South Africa where Christmas happens to be during the summer. When I was little we would spend the Christmas break at my grandparents house that was located on the beach in Brenton, South Africa. The days would be spent on the beach playing in the rock pools and the evenings spent with all the extended family. I can still remember the smell of the air and that feeling of being complete bliss.
My favorite Christmas memory is a few years ago our whole family went to Branson for the holidays.. it was the first time everyone was together! We drove together and went to the house which was gorgeous! My brother Jason made chocolate gravy every morning. We went on the polar express train ride and it was just awesome us sitting in a car alone just our family singing and making memories! Little did we know that the following April my brother Jason would pass away and we would hold on to those memories even more tightly. I’ll never forget that trip as long as I live 🙂
Decorating the tree with my parents and brother, making and decorating Christmas cookies with my mom, attending midnight mass at church, and seeing the smile on my grandma’s face because she would get to see all of her family on Christmas.
My favorite Christmas memory was the first year I got to celebrate with my newborn son. It was a Christmas I’ll never forget.
My favorite Christmas memory was when I was younger and my mom would open up all the windows to let the crisp air in while she cleaned the house. I can still smell her cleaning agents and vanilla candles. At night my brother, sister and I were allowed to open one gift. It was always an educational one but it was the excitement of ripping open a gift that made it worth it. On Christmas our presents were sorted with our names in sharpie. Even the dog had gifts.
I miss those days
I remember all my boys opening presents and all the families getting together and celebrating the day Jesus was born.