Every year we go to Utah to spend Christmas with my family. We always have a blast together! This year I tried to start the tradition of going sledding the day after Christmas, and this year was successful! Every Christmas has to have a story, so here's mine. I call it:
Thank Goodness For Dogs Who Eat Christmas Presents!
My family has a very naughty black lab dog named Jake. Anytime he's alone in the house, he finds whatever he can steal to eat. Counter tops are not off limits in his opinion. We stayed with my family this week and bunked in my brother's room. Well, I forgot about Jake's bad habits and went merrily to the Christmas Eve party thinking all was well. I returned back to my family's home that evening and found that Jake had not only eaten a whole bag of chocolate that was a gift for my step-mom Anjela, but had also demolished a necklace that I had made for her. The chocolate I can understand, but why the necklace? Stupid dog! I was furious! Luckily Jake wasn't harmed by the chocolate, but I was so disappointed about the necklace. I asked my 10yr old sister, Megan, to get out her bead box, so that we could secretly fix the necklace, but she didn't have the right stuff to do it. So, she and I ventured out to Walmart to see if we could get stuff there to fix it, but being Christmas Eve, it was closed. We returned home, with me discouraged. We went back to Megan's bead box, and after much thought, decided to make Anjela a new bracelette with what Megan had in her box, then I could remake the necklace when I got home and mail it. She helped me pick out beads and gave ideas, as we schemed in my brother's room to create a new present. I could tell that she felt so good to be the one to help me out of this unexpected jam. As mad as I was at that dog for ruining something I had worked so hard on, I found myself being grateful that he did it, and gave me the opportunity to bond with my little sister. I moved away from home when she was just 1yr. old, so we didn't have that constant home-bonding thing like I did with my brothers. Anjela loved the bracelette, and I chuckle to think how some of our blessings are brought to us...even through gift eating dogs!
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Oh Christmas tree!
One thing I look forward to every year is snuggling up with a blanket and hot cocoa and just staring, mesmerized by my Christmas tree. I look at it like a family member who's looking back at me, reflecting all the years and memories of my life. To the casual Christmas tree putter-upper, this may sound sappy and weird, but in truth, my Christmas tree reminds me of my mom, and I feel close to her when I gaze at it. Ever since I was born, my mom got me a special ornament every Christmas.
When I look at my Christmas tree, the ornaments make me think of all the wonderful things that have come in to my life, and I sink into sweet memories that I wish I could stay lost in just a little longer.
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