As I started to make the coffee and fried dough (my mothers family tradition passed down from my grandparents), my mind wandered back to Christmass past when my children were young. Thinking back on the Christmas mornings of being awoken at 500 am... Paper flying in the air, laughing and smiling faces because they got exactly what they asked Santa for. All of this reminded me of my own childhood Christmas mornings My mother always put her heart and soul into Christmas and my father followed right behind loving every minute. Only minutes after these thoughts raced thru my head I walked down the hallway in our house and a very strong scent of freshly cut wood lingered in the air....The scent you smelled as a little girl.. The scent that lingered on your fathers clothes. The kind of scent that you never forget. Even tho it took me a few minutes to realize what it was... And the scent had disappeared... I know he was here.. Truly the best present of the day. Merry Christmas everyone ... Merry Christmas Mom and Dad and thank you for all those wonderful Christmass you gave all of us. #christmasmemories XO
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 15:29:28 +0000