Loving all the memories, Thanks.
Until my grandmother died in '89 every Christmas Eve was spent at her house. The whole family aunts, uncles, cousins, any and everyone. Every kid, there were 18 of us, got a present from Gram. And like at Easter she always made sure there were extra, just in case. Nobody had any money especially when we were growing up..Gram must have saved and shopped all year. After the food, fun and explosion of paper and packages, the whole lot of us would pile into vehicles and make our way to midnight Mass. I sure miss those days.
As an adult, all my Christmas's with my girls and grands have been my favorite, But I think my most memorable one was in 2004. We live on the gulf coast, hardly any winter to talk about, and very seldom snow, and if it does its just flurries and doesn't stick. My family and I had gone to early church Christmas Eve and after service , just as we stepped out the front doors it started snowing. Us and the whole congregation just stood there in awe staring upward for many minutes none of us saying a word. And it was sticking, not melting away. Our daughters were graduated by then and the oldest and her bf and friends came back to our house to play in the snow, lol, the youngest went on the see friends. Along about midnight hubby and I get a fone call, youngest daughter, small car of hers stuck in snow in some parking lot, come save her. ha Her dad had tried to warn her about driving in snow, etc..they never listen. We set off to save child and car, still snowing, wonder of wonders, Finally find car, yep covered in snow parked in a small drift, no sign of daughter. Hubby, just shakes his head and doesn't even bother with anything else, just hooks the winch up to pull the car out, as he's done many a time when they've gotten stuck at the beach or at the lease in jeeps and 4-wheelers. The hardest part for him, was deciding which one of us would be driving the car or the truck back to the house. I had never driven in snow or icy roads before either. While he pondered I just stood there in the parking lot watching the snow fall and catching it on my tongue and thinking, at 41 my first white Christmas ever. It was wonderful.