I think memories are one of the most important parts of Christmas!
I have memories of being a little girl and being taken to see Father Christmas and then he came to visit me while I slept.
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| My nephew in disguise. He's now 53. |
Memories of my teens and twenties with parties. And Christmas in Nigeria when my Christmas dinner walked into my flat for its last jaunt on its own two feet!
Memories of my nephew having Christmas with us and delighting in his excitement.
Memories of going home from work in my early working life on Christmas Eve knowing I had a run of two to four days off. That was brilliant.
Memories of doing six services between lunchtime Christmas Eve and lunchtime Christmas Day and then cooking Christmas lunch for twelve. Then leaving everyone else to do the washing up while I went for a snooze.
Memories of board games and other silly games before making sure all eleven of my guests had everything they needed for the night. And then cooking bacon butties for twelve on Boxing Day.
And now I have quiet Christmases reflecting on previous years and the love I have received from God throughout my life and especially in the last year.
I think my busiest Christmas was four services between Christmas eve and Christmas day, then burning the Christmas turkey and being ushered upstairs for a snooze! I was the church organist...
ReplyDeleteYou were at least as important as the vicar!
DeleteSuch lovely Christmas memories. You've had some very busy Christmases, haven't you?
ReplyDeleteMmm, yes!
DeleteGrowing up in a big family gives memories of busy times, plus our blended families as our children grew up. It's perfect to reflect on happy times, we are not unhappy, just less people to get together.
ReplyDeleteChristmas changes over the years for all of us.
DeleteI hope your Nephew likes that photo!
ReplyDeleteWhat a busy time you had in the past with all those services and then cooking - I'm glad someone else did the clearing up
He doesn't know about my blog! And I'm keeping it that way!
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