Wednesday, December 23, 2009

I vaguely remember...

The excitement of Christmas when I was a kid: Nothing could be better! Waking up to find my stocking full to overflowing, with an apple and an orange and a few nuts down at the toe. Tearing into the packages relatives had wrapped for me... maybe it would be something I had asked for, or perhaps something for which I hadn't even thought of asking, but when I saw it, it was perfect. What a surprise!
Then there's the excitement of Christmas when you are parents of small children: my son, always an early riser, made his second Christmas memorable for us: He was eighteen months old; he'd come walking out of his room each morning rubbing his eyes, head straight to the tree, and say, "'ights on" (asking me to plug in the lights).
When children are babies and toddlers, as yet uninfluenced by TV commercials, there's no need to spend a lot of money. Everything makes them happy, even the empty boxes the gifts come in.
After that, it pretty much goes south until you have grandchildren: and once again, for a few brief years until they start school, you get a glimpse of the magic again. Then they start getting picky; you can't buy them clothes they'd like, they're too big for toys, they want expensive games for Playstations and Wii's. So you start giving them cash. But it isn't the same, and you know they would have liked to have more. (disclaimer: This isn't a direct slam at my wonderful grandchildren; it's just how things seem to be everywhere.)
The big holiday dinners of yesteryear are pretty much impossible: family members are scattered far and wide, so it's hit-and-miss. You never know who is going to show up and who isn't.
The patter of rain outside my window isn't helping my mood, but I've said all that to say this:
Two days ago the mailman brought a heavy box to my door, something I hadn't ordered; I tore into it with gusto. It was from a person who had no reason to give me anything, so it was totally unexpected.
For an hour or so, Santa Claus showed up and I was a kid again.
To make it even better, there were gifts in this box for me to pass on to others.
Isn't that just like Santa?
Thank you, Santa Claus. I'm so glad to know you're still around; I love you.


9 comments:

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

I got one of those wonderful boxes a few days before our family gathering...It was grand to open the box tearing off the wrappings. Glad Santa is alive and well at your house!

Merry Christmas!
'On Ya'-ma

Ora said...

Well put Donna...and may you always have a bit of "Santa" in your life!!! Merry Christmas...hugs...Ora

Lindie said...

I still believe in Santa. I got a lovely unexpected parcel, from UPS, a few days ago. My family will show up, in bits and pieces in the next week. Can't wait!

Hollie said...

I agree with you totally! Glad Santa sent you a special surprise.

Merry Christmas

madcobug said...

I agree with you. Glad that Santa found where you live with that surprise box. Makes a person's heart feel lighter.
My kids and one of Ken's will be here with his new wife of about three months. Ken's grandkids are supposed to come and I am sorry to say that I don't have any of my own but love his. Thankfully everyone will bring a dish so I won't have to do so much standing on my feet cooking. Also Ken has been so good helping me get things ready. I really appreciate that.
Helen

Anne said...

You hit the nail on the head describing Christmas through the years. Right now I am going to visit a new granddaughter; born on my birthday. At least I have a few more years of celebration. I am so happy about your surprise Christmas....nobody deserves it more. We arrived in AZ on Sat evening. It rained yesterday and almost felt like Christmas. Is the weather awful there? Anne

Midlife Mom said...

So glad that 'Santa' brought you something unexpected. It's the unexpected things that are really special. 17 years ago I was horseless and under the tree was a box with a picture in it. It was Buddy! I was floored! We had been looking and even looked at him but the price was out of our range so I had given up on him. Without me knowing my sweet hubby had been in negociations with the owner and came to a price that they both could live with. That was the most special gift I have ever recieved!

Donna said...

Anne, it's been raining since last night; but now they're predicting it will change to snow and we might get 3 to 6 inches, which would make me happy.

Pamela said...

You sure described the Xmas years well! I could relate to everything you said. I enjoyed reading this entry. Thank you.