The one thing that is constant during our mortal lives is change. I want to thank Anna Banana Kruchten CRS CRB, Phoenix Broker and Carol Williams for helping to jog my mind into just how much change I've seen in 60 some years.
My earliest memories of Christmas, like most children I know, was all about the presents, what am I going to get. Give me, give me, give me. I was never disapointed as it seemed like us kids were always smothered in gifts. Looking back at my earliest years they may have been pretty lean for our family but we never knew that... two gifts or twenty it was always a glories time.
I remained a child until I was about 23 years old. At 23 I found the true meaning of Christmas. It was all about Jesus Christ, the sacrificial lamb... but I was still a child and give me, give me, give me, had yet to die.
The next phase for me was probably the year my mother died. She was the FORCE behind Christmas in our family. Suddenly it was all about Christmas past and remembering the beautiful production my mother made in celebrating Christmas.
The adult phase of Christmas hit me in my 40's when my first child was born (Tina) and then again amplified when Timmothy was born. Christmas is a very joyous time in our home. We do our best to celebrate the true meaning of Christmas (to us a savior is born) but we also have fun with the secular crap as well and allow Santa into the house and maybe an over abundance of gift giving and decorating.
When you know, and celebrate, the true meaning of Christmas NOTHING can rob you of the joy of this time of year. Here are a couple of pics I have on my computer of not so distant Christmas past.
I'd like to encourage you to share your happy holiday memories with us through Anna and Carols challenge post at Holiday Fun and Cheer December Challenge!