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Just things I wonder about ... and some people are nice enough to answer. You are welcome to answer, too ... just click on "Comments" and off you go! IF you don't want to be Anonymous, use the Name/URL option and just put in your name ... no URL required .... Starting Jan 28th, 2009, I am using questions from "Table Topics: Right or Wrong?"
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1988 - My grandmother passed away on Dec 18
1999 - Year of my divorce. Felt guilty for feeling so bad, so I pretended to enjoy christmas. But I felt so alone that year.
2006 - My uncle passed away on Tuesdy night....
SURE DO......MY EX-WIFE ANNOUNCED
TWO DAYS BEFORE CHRISTMAS EVE:
"I'VE BEEN TO A LAWYER AND YOU HAVE
TO BE OUT BY CHRISTMAS EVE".
IT WAS MADE PARTICULARLY BAD BY TWO
LITTLE KIDS WITH TEARS STREAMING DOWN THEIR CHEEKS.
Grandma passed away Christmas morning when I was about 8.
Santa filled everyone's stocking but mine. My mom told me he forgot.
Other than the first Christmases after my Dad (2000) and my Mom (2004) died - where I really missed them - I do not have any specifically bad or sad memories of any Christmas . . .
Unless you count the time I set fire to the Christmas tree, or the time I spiked Santa's milk with sleeping pills (so he would fall asleep and I could meet him), or the time my brother tied me to a tree in the backyard on Christmas Eve and left me there all night, or the time . . . ahh, nevermind, those were all good times.
The last Christmas with my mother before she passed on January 9th. Pat and I went to Maine around the middle of December to see my family and spend what we knew would be my last Christmas with her. She was incredibly frail and weak, not able to talk for long without tiring. But she was so appreciative of us being there with her. Christmas was always her favorite time of the year and it is mine because of her. I remember she was always cold, so Pat and I bought her a fleece blanket she could use wherever she went from LL Bean. She would only use it for a few more weeks. The weird thing is that it was the worst and the best Christmas of my life. Worst for obvious reasons, but best Christmas because it was about connecting with her one last time and seeing that she was okay and more importantly she was focusing on the rest of us being okay. Amazing gift to receive.
wow lots of sad stories..... makes me dread the future as I know there will someday be a sad Christmas for me as well. But so far so good.
Bronco's stories were quite amusing. :)
Mine is similar to PEF's. My Mom was in the Hospital and had been diagnosed with Bone Cancer and had been having a terrible time with chemo and it's side effects. Christmas was also her favorite time of year. SH and I wanted her to laugh so we stopped at the drug store on Christmas Eve and bought a small Table Size Tree and brought it to the Hospital and decorated it with gauze and medicine cups and all kinds of medical stuff that the nurses would give us. It was quite a unique little tree and it brought in many visitors to her room. Over the course of the next few days, people would add things to the tree as well. I think she really got a kick out of that! She knew it would be her last Christmas and had gotten everyone a gift before she got too sick. I get a little sad every Christmas now that both SH's parents and both of my parents have died but I don't swell on it. I just let myself have my moment and then move on, and try to make new memories for my family.
Patr...I am so sorry about your Uncle. Keeping you and your family in prayer.
yes like two days before it was christmas we put my dog to sleep
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