One of my most favorite Christmas memories was way back when I was four years old. I was watching a white and black television show (well, duh). It was a local show in Indianapolis that would come on every afternoon during the season at 4pm for years. It was children sitting on Santa's lap at one of the large department stores downtown. They would tell him what they wanted and I found it quite fascinating. One cold afternoon I was sitting on the floor watching the show and I was apparently mesmerized. All of a sudden I felt something behind me. My daddy had a miniature red leather rocker and I just sat right in it and start rocking away and watching my show. It was a magic moment for me. I remember him having a huge smile and I felt so special in my new chair. To this day when I hear the Christmas song that starts, "Oh, hear those sleigh bells ring-a-ling........." I think of that moment and that little show.
Seven years later he would go to heaven and my Christmases would change forever. My daddy probably didn't realize that 55 years later I would be longing for that little chair and the love my adopted parents always gave me. I was blessed then and I am blessed today.
Please share a favorite Christmas memory. I look forward to reading them.
P.S. The new banner is Avery at the mall last Christmas when we went to see Santa.