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Date Posted: 21:26:57 12/25/11 Sun
Author: Martian Barb
Subject: I also have bittersweetmemories of the holidays....
In reply to: Cece, hoping you all have a Wonderful Christmas! 's message, "When I was little, every Christmas was magical, even though by today's standards, they were very modest. I got lovely presents from Father Christmas. They were never wrapped, as FC always had unwrapped toys sticking out of his sack. (inside)." on 19:38:55 12/23/11 Fri

When I was 7 my paternal grandmother died on Dec. 12th, then at 12 my maternal grandfather died right before Thanksgiving. This always made my parents very quiet around the holidays. In 1982, my paternal grandfather died on Christmas morning. He was 90 years old and instead of mourning, we celebrated his life knowing that he was now with grandma. In 1993, my maternal grandmother died on Dec. 19. She was 93. Again, we did not mourn her but celebrated her life. My paternal grandmother taught most of her grandchildren "Away in a Manger," the German version. Now, everytime I hear that song, I cry. I was only 7 years old when she died, but I remember singing it with her vividly. My sister was only 4, but she remembered her singing it also.

This year, my husband and I traveled to Nashville to be with all of our kids. It is the first time that I have ever been away from my father and my sister. It is kind of bittersweet, but I have had the most wonderful time.

I hope that everyong has had a very blessed Christmas.

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