Wednesday, December 18, 2013

A Ghost of Christmas Past Revisited

I haven't posted anything because I've been sick the past few days with a nasty bug I wouldn't wish on anybody. I finally put our tree up today. Deck the halls with lots of Minions....



Being sick so close to Christmas reminded me of another Christmas forty years ago--has it really been that long? Last night, I told Collin about it. This morning, I told William...and I decided to blog about it.

I was sixteen when my maternal grandmother died. Grandpa spent all Thanksgivings and Christmases with us after her passing, until he went to the nursing home (I've always suspected he was at our house early, then went to my Uncle Tom's in the evening, even though he told Mom he didn't). Anyway, I was nineteen on this particular Christmas, when another nasty bug came to visit. I couldn't keep food down, couldn't even get out of bed. Mom called our family doctor, who ordered a prescription for me. But this was 1972, and the closest Walgreens that was open on Christmas Day was thirty miles away. Mom left Dad in charge of the dinner--the turkey was still in the oven--and went to pick it up.

Grandpa came in to check on me. He sat with me for a long time. We talked--he did most of the talking, because every time I opened my mouth, something came out--but he mostly told me stories. He was quite a storyteller. It made me felt better.

He's been gone a long time now, but the memories live on...of him and Grandma, of Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners, of summers at their place near the river, with them, Uncle Tom, Aunt Opal and my cousins. I can't smell honeysuckle today without recalling those summers....

Ah, to be a child again--but then, I never really grew up!

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Be sure you check out William's latest photoblog, along with his review of the latest installement of the Hobbit trilogy. And we have a Snippet Sunday post on our joint blog....



14 comments:

  1. We're lucky to have our memories!

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  2. Your grandfather was, as they say, a grand fella, from what you're saying here.

    I remember years ago being ill one Christmas. Not fun at all...

    And you've been taken over by Minions!

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    1. Grandpa was a good guy. Didn't have a mean bone in his body. It took a lot to make him mad.

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  3. awwwwwwwww I am tearing up.
    I was telling son funny stories today as I was putting the last of the Christmas decorations up.
    I too have been ill and fallen way behind.

    Minions unite !
    cheers, parsnip

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    1. Hope you're feeling better, Gayle!

      This time of year, I think we all find ourselves remembering Christmases past...especially with those no longer with us.

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  4. I miss my Grandparents too and at Christmas we all long to be children. I wish I didn't grow up. Don't do it Norma. It's not worth it.

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    1. Thanks, Evie--I've made it this far, so I'm hopeful I can make it to the end without ever growing up!

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  5. Oh, what memories! It seems the storytelling talent has also been passed on from your grandfather to you:) Glad you're feeling better (tis the season of the dreaded norovirus - not fun at all!)

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    1. Oh, so that's what that nasty little viral beast is!

      Thanks, Lulu!

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  6. Hope you feel better. My maternal grandmother isn't doing well either. She's 93 and today is going for 2 blood transfusions.

    Oh and once got sick on Christmas because I over stuffed myself with mom's short bread cookies. She couldn't cook but sure could bake.

    Hugs and chocolate!

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    1. Sorry to hear about your grandmother, Shelly.

      Got sick stuffing yourself with cookies, huh? If I'd done that, I'd at least feel like it was worth all the barfing!

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  7. What a lovely post. Get well soon, Norma.

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    1. Thanks, Lynn--I'm getting there. I can now stand up without holding onto furniture....

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