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Christmas is such a very special time of year. It holds wonderful memories for most of us, but also can evoke sadness from loss of family and friends. These are a collection of thoughts for the holidays….some good, some sad.

We Wish You A Merry Christmas 2023

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We realize many of you are having a very difficult time today. Christmas can be a very rough day if you’re hurting. And there have been a lot of people who have joined the ranks of the hurting this year.

But let us take the time to share the gifts we’d like to present you with today…gifts from our hearts. Gifts that cannot always be purchased with money; because they’re priceless.

For the woman who’s spending yet another Christmas without someone to love, someone to love her, accept the gift of hope, that that someone you’ve been praying for, and hoping for, will enter your life in the new year, and you will finally find the love you’ve been dreaming of for so long.

For those of you who have been waiting for a reconciliation with your children, or other family members, accept the gift of renewal, that things and circumstances will be made whole again, the past forgotten. May you receive a knock on the door of your heart allowing that reconciliation to take place, and your joy be restored.

For the man struggling with addictions, receive the gift of self-control and strength, that once and for all those addictions will be put behind you and your new life will begin even today as that gift is opened.

For those of you struggling with the first Christmas following death of a loved one, receive the gift of cherished memories that will live forever in the scrapbook of your heart, and the knowledge that the love you had for each other will never die, and that they are waiting for you in heaven.

For the family who’s lost, or about to lose, their home, accept the gift of a new place to live that will be the perfect home, cozy and peaceful, with enough room for everyone.

For the couple who desperately want a child of their own, may you receive the gift of the child you’ve wanted so badly, a child that was meant just for you. Because Christmas is about the birth of a long-awaited child.

For the family struggling to make ends meet on a daily basis, may you receive a gift of financial blessing, a new job, or a salary increase, that will ease your worries and allow you to provide comfortably for your family.

For those who are facing a serious illness… may you receive the gift of healing and the knowledge that the word of the Lord is always true and faithful.

For those who are living in lands torn apart by war and strife, by fear of bombs and hostages, by the fear of what disaster may happen next, while we cannot give them the gift of peace they so deserve, may every one of them be remembered in our thoughts and our hearts, and may they soon find the gift of peace and reunions with loved ones.

Christmas is a time of hope. A time of renewal of faith and a renewal of the promises we were given over two thousand years ago in a manger in Bethlehem.

On this Christmas Day, be blessed. And may the light of His love shine forth over you as never before.

Merry Christmas to all!!!

A Message from Santa Claus – 2023

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You know, it’s not easy being me. It truly isn’t. Like a lot of you out there, I’ve always got too much to do, and not enough time to do it.

You see, there are a lot of children out there in this world. And it’s my job to make them happy on Christmas Day. That is, if they believe, and if their parents cooperate. More about that later.

Throughout so many decades past, I’ve delighted the kids who believe in me with gifts under their Christmas tree every Christmas morning. Sometimes they’re beautifully wrapped, and sometimes they’re not. Their parents tell me what they want, you know.

All year long I’m working behind the scenes at the North Pole, putting together lists for each child that believes in me, and collecting all the toys that each kid wants. The elves very seldom make them anymore; they’re just too complicated. Instead they go to the stores, the factories, and the warehouses to fill the orders.

That’s not an easy task either. Plus, we have to have huge warehouses to store them, with each child having his or her own compartment for their gifts. Can’t have them confused, you know; that would really upset the kids!

Even working hard all year to make just that one night special doesn’t mean we don’t get rushed. Right now things have really heated up, and we’ve been working almost 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. We’ll sleep on Christmas Day, after everything is delivered, because it’s CHRISTMAS EVE!

The reindeer have been getting ready, too, exercising to make sure they’re in great shape to pull that sleigh. It’s not easy, you know, because with all those toys, and me, well, it’s quite heavy to start out with. But they’re ready, and eager to begin!

Now I’m asked a lot of times about how in the world all those toys for all the world’s children, can possibly fit in one sleigh. It’s big, but not that big, you know. It’s really quite easy, but unfortunately I can’t tell you. You see, Santa has to have a few secrets that no one knows about, and that’s one of them. Most of the elves know; they have to, because they pack up the sleigh. But every year we have a few new ones, and until I can totally trust them with such a huge secret, they do other jobs rather than packing my sleigh.

I’m also asked a lot about how the reindeer are actually able to fly through the sky, let alone pull a heavy sleigh behind them. That’s one of those secrets I keep to myself as well. I will say this, they are very special reindeer, specially trained, and very trustworthy. And they really enjoy what they do!

I’m also asked a lot how I can be in so many places at the same time. At the malls, department stores, in Christmas parades…in all honesty, I’m really not. Not personally anyway. But each and every one of those Santas carry a little piece of me with them. A piece of my heart, and a piece of my love for each and every one of the children who believe in me. And all of those pieces come back to me and settle into my heart as the children tell Santa their secrets and their Christmas wishes. But please don’t tell the kids. That’s between us.

Some of the children are really concerned that I can’t get in their house to deliver their toys because they don’t have a fireplace for me to come down. Actually that’s one of the easier problems to solve. Because Santa has a very special key, made just for me, that will unlock any door. But only on Christmas Eve; no other time of year. And it only works in Santa’s hand, so if it were to ever get lost, no one else could use it.

Those cookies and milk are certainly appreciated, too. I have a hard job that night, and although it’s a lot of fun, it certainly works up the appetite! And my favorites are butter cookies with sprinkles, chocolate chip, and some of those fluffy meringue cookies with chocolate chips. And a bit of eggnog here and there would be good in the place of milk. You know, just varying the selection a bit. Just don’t leave a slice of fruitcake! The reindeer don’t even like that!

And those letters the children send me? Yes, I read them. Fortunately I’m a speed reader, so it’s not as hard as you might think. And I’m probably the world’s best multitasker, because I not only read them as I’m doing other things, I dictate my responses as well, and the elves handle the rest.

The Naughty or Nice List? Yes, I do have those. Unfortunately. But just so you’ll know, in order to not get at least one gift from ol’ Santa, you have to be really, really naughty. You see, I love kids so much, I never want any of them to go without gifts from me at Christmas time. I always try to find something they’ve done right enough to be able to qualify for a gift!!

And I’m happy to report that this year, every child on my list is getting at least one gift! How about that? Not one child stayed on the naughty list!

And by the way…that Elf on the Shelf? He’s NOT one of mine. Not at all. I don’t know where he came from or why he’s trying to horn in on my territory, but he really needs to stop. Santa doesn’t participate in that one, and he’s certainly never reported back to me! I think he’s around just to cause a bit of disruption and to irritate me!

Which leads me to my comment concerning parents cooperating with me. This is a tough one. And it really hurts my feelings.

You see, there are parents out there who refuse to tell their kids about me. Or they tell them I don’t exist. That I’m just made up, and that every kid who believes in me, is just totally wrong and should be set straight as soon as possible. There are even adults out there who aren’t parents who spread those same words and thoughts around without even thinking about it. Without even stopping to think what they’re doing…what they’re destroying.

And those children don’t get the pleasure of Santa delivering gifts on Christmas Eve because I’m not welcome in their homes. And I don’t go where I’m not welcome.

Just because you don’t see the real me doesn’t mean I don’t exist. I’ve been around for a long time, doing the things I do for a long time, and making millions of children happy every year. The smiles on their faces and their screams of surprise and delight make it worthwhile. And as I said, their parents do help, because I couldn’t possibly do it all on my own. They are an important part of the magic of Santa Claus at Christmas time.

Those who say Santa isn’t real don’t understand the reality of Santa. They don’t understand I live in the hearts and imagination of children, who pass on the mystery and the wonder of Santa to their own children. And that causes me to continue to live on and on.

Others say I keep kids from focusing on the real meaning of Christmas, so they won’t let their children believe about me. Rubbish!! Let me say this. Over half of the homes I deliver toys to have a nativity scene in their homes, or ornaments on their tree depicting that first Christmas. Obviously they know the real story of Christmas. And they still let me in.

As I said in the beginning, it’s not easy being me. It’s a lot of work, and a lot of late nights. But the happiness I bring every Christmas Eve, the smiles I see on so many faces on Christmas morning (yes, I do see them, you know – just don’t asked me to explain how) make it all worthwhile.

You still don’t believe I’m real? All I can say to that is, I’m really sorry. Because you’re missing out on so very much….

And now….back to work! Christmas Eve is here! And I’m putting the finishing touches on the sleigh! It’s almost take-off time!

Santa to the Rescue

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Who would’ve thought Santa would be the one to hopefully solve the mystery of some of Ben’s medical issues he’s been having since getting home from the hospital almost three weeks ago. 

Along with his problems with his blood sugar out of control, he had begun losing weight. Without trying to. And without eating less than normal. Within three weeks he’d lost 23 lbs. His clothes were getting extremely loose on him, and he was losing muscle mass as well. He was tired more than usual and had at least one episode per day of a low blood sugar attack. 

And try as he might, he was unable to get an appointment with his primary physician for another 3 weeks. By then, if things kept on like they were going, he’d be in real trouble. And we didn’t know what to do.

Finally, our daughter suggested maybe Santa could help him. (Our daughter is 35 years old with three children of her own.) She told him she’d already talked to him about her dad, and Santa had told her he thought he could help out, and that he wanted to see him the next morning. 

What did we have to lose? 

She told us where Santa would be, so the next morning we headed over to see him. There were a lot of other people there as well, and we were going to have a wait. Normally Ben wouldn’t agree to wait several hours for something, but after all, it was the Christmas season, and Santa had been very insistent to our daughter that he needed to see her dad.

So we put his name on the waiting list, and sat down to wait. There were other people waiting as well, and we struck up conversations with several of them while we waited.

Hard to imagine at our age, five days before Christmas, we found ourselves waiting to see Santa. And hoping he’d be able to get us what we needed for Christmas. Our daughter even texted us to let us know Santa knew he was there and would see us as soon as he could. After all, Santa is a busy man this time of year, and there are lots of people he needs to take care of.  

So we continued to wait. And after three hours it was our turn. We were led into a private room to wait for him, and this time the man himself came in shortly thereafter, apologizing for the wait, and had my husband tell him exactly what had been going on. Santa listened intently, asking questions where necessary, and after he’d heard the story, told us he thought he knew what he needed to do to get him on the right track.

“Let me run a few tests so I can confirm a couple of things, and I believe we can get things under control.” That sounded good to us. We certainly needed some Christmas magic to help us out. 

Twenty minutes or so later he was back with good news. The test results were as he’d suspected, and it should be simple matter of adjusting some of his medications that seemed to be causing the weight loss. “Try this for a week,” he said, “and then come back next week and let’s see how things are going.” AFTER Christmas? Wow, we were a bit surprised that he’d still be around after Christmas, but we promised to be there.

We left feeling like things were finally starting to get resolved, and none too soon. Christmas is a time of surprises, and a time when the unexpected can certainly happen. And we believe it did.

In this case, Santa is a very good and caring physician whose name is actually Dr. Santa who works at an urgent care facility near our home. Our daughter had met him there several months ago and discovered he and Mrs. Santa lived near them. She’d remembered him and decided it anyone could help her did, it would be him!

And we are believing we’re finally getting some answers to some very worrisome questions, and that Santa gave us an early Christmas gift, probably like he did many times each day he works.

He may not live at the North Pole, or have a white beard, and he wears a white coat instead of a red suit, but he’s one Santa we are very glad to have met! And we believe he gave us just what we wanted – and needed – for Christmas.

Christmas is Different This Year

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We worked so hard to get our trees up and decorated before Thanksgiving, as is our tradition each year. My husband even decorated the foyer ledge early with all the new Santa Clauses so it would be ready for the grandchildren. 

I made a list of all the things we wanted to do during December, and the invitations we were going to extend to friends for dinners and such.

We even did our traditional gingerbread house the day after Thanksgiving so the grandkids could get in the spirit early. Not that they needed any help, because they were already excited.

We even bought tickets for the whole family to go to Christmastown at Busch Gardens, which was going to be our special family trip.

Yes, it was going to certainly be a Christmas to remember.

And how true that was.

But not in the way we planned by far.

Because three days after Thanksgiving we rushed my husband to the hospital by ambulance because he was having severe difficulty breathing. And that was a scary night.

RSV had struck, and he spent five days in the hospital on oxygen, antibiotics, and steroids, trying to get him well and trying to get the fluid out of his lungs and around his heart. (You can read more about this in Matters of the Heart Part 34).

Christmas plans and shopping were put on immediate hold until we were able to get him well enough to come home. Our Christmastown tickets were rescheduled. And all our other plans were quickly put on hold.

That was a long week but we got him home on Friday afternoon. But he was far from feeling good, and spent the next week trying to get his strength back so he could do some of the things we’d planned and go back to work.

I started shopping for the grandkids on line because it was so much easier and I didn’t have to leave him by himself. In fact, most of the gifts have been purchased like that. 

The tickets to Christmastown were used by the kids and a friend of theirs. We enjoyed seeing their pictures.

Cookies were made with help from our daughter and the grandkids, but as circumstances changed, my husband wasn’t able to enjoy them as usual, because the huge amounts of steroids he was given at the hospital have now caused him to develop diabetes, which we’re still trying to get under control.

Parties? Dinners for friends? Christmas concerts? Shopping trips together? Not this year. We were able to attend our grandson’s first birthday party, but he didn’t get to play much with the kids because he’d felt bad that morning and we almost had to cancel.

I’ve wrapped all of the gifts myself so far, something he usually helps with. Hopefully he’ll be able to do some this week.

His planned shopping trip with our daughter and the grands didn’t happen yesterday, because his blood sugar was off again. She did it all for him with the assistance of FaceTime on their phones.

This week is day by day. We’d planned on taking short trips to nearby places since we’re both on vacation this week. We’ll see how that goes. So far it hasn’t. 

But Santa will still come to our house as well as theirs. There will still be Christmas, and it’ll still be on December 25. But our traditions and activities have changed drastically this year. 

We’ve learned though, that what’s important is our health, our families, and the support of those we love. We’ve learned plans are made to be changed, and to accept those changes and make the best of them.

Christmas is still Christmas, and this year we really need to focus on the reason for the season and be thankful for the blessings we’ve had in and through this journey. It’s not over yet, because we still have more doctor visits ahead, but we’ll make it through.

Christmas is different this year, but the reason for the season is the same, and so is the excitement in the eyes of our grandchildren and their friends.

Merry Christmas to all!

Each Tree Has a Story, Part 12

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After the foyer tree, we really didn’t expect to need/get another one.

But remember what I was saying about our shopping experience the day we saw that ombré tree that’s now in our foyer?

Well…here’s the story. This year it seems like Santa Claus is everywhere. And not just in his typical red suit and big old toy bag.

This year Santa was arrayed in any number of different outfits. I immediately found one dressed in a flamingo tropical shirt with shorts and flip flops, a straw hat, sunglasses, and of course holding a margarita in one hand and a sandy looking Christmas wreath in the other. Perfect for our flamingo themed Florida room. So in the cart he went. 

Then I saw a beautiful Santa in a pink velvet suit with matching toy bag. He’d be a perfect addition to our living room decor and our pink and white angel tree. We had to have him as well. 

The whole Christmas department at Home Goods was filled with Santa Clauses! I kept looking at them all, sort of like I used to do when I was a little girl looking at all the dolls in the toy store at Christmas.

And then Ben told me he had an idea. Which actually involved buying several more Santa Clauses. We found one in a beautiful royal blue and silver cape. One was in a teal colored suit with beachy accessories. And we already had three at home from last year.

And then there were two of them that could either sit or stand, so they joined the other Santa’s in the cart. I wasn’t sure what he had planned but I knew one thing.  Santa Claus was definitely coming to our house! Several of them, in fact!

He finally told me sort of what his idea was when we got to the car. And I was very much in favor of it! In fact it was one of his best ideas yet, but don’t tell him I said that.

And then, a few days later back in one of my other favorite decorating stores, we found another Santa that had our names written all over it. A Santa Claus in a red suit with a gold vest carrying a wine bottle and grapes with a sign saying “I love cooking with wine…and sometimes I put it in the food”. And it just so happened I needed a new decoration for the buffet in our dining room…and he looks great there!

So what do all the Santa Clauses have to do with another Christmas tree? It’s really quite simple. Ben designed a beautiful display on our foyer ledge, incorporating all of the Santa Clauses we bought. Two of them are resting on each side of the display, and the others are standing either in the snow or riding in the two white sleighs we added.

And you see, with all those Santa Clauses on the ledge, they just HAD to have their own Christmas tree!

So we used that as the centerpiece for the design. One with snow on it, of course!

What do you think? Did he do a good job?

Each Tree Has a Story, Part 11

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Last year I kept saying I wanted to get a tree that I could hang nothing but our collection of family photo ornaments on. I just didn’t know what kind or where I’d put it. My husband thought I was crazy, of course.

But then this year as we were walking through Home Goods after making some Christmas purchases we really didn’t need, that were actually HIS idea (although I didn’t argue), we saw a beautiful slim shiny beige and peach ombré tree that was absolutely stunning! We didn’t know where we’d put it though, so we reluctantly left it behind as we left the store with our purchases.

Of course the whole way driving over to our next destination we were both thinking about that tree and wondering where we could put it. And as luck would have it, both of us came up with an idea about the same time that was just about the same. That almost never happens!

He said we’d go get it the next day, and of course I reminded him they only had two in the store, and if we didn’t get it now we might miss out!

So he reluctantly drove back to the store and we ended up with our new ombré tree! That was supposed to be decorated with all of our Christmas photo ornaments. We immediately put it in the foyer where we both had thought it would fit. And it did. It was perfect!

Unfortunately after looking at it, we realized the photo ornaments would be too heavy for it. So scratch that idea! But it looked so perfect by the staircase next to the table holding a bunch of family photos, we couldn’t return it.

So the next day I began the search for the perfect ornaments and actually found them at Home Goods’ sister store Home Sense that had just opened a couple of weeks ago not far from our house. The tree is beautiful and actually is the highlight of our entrance way. The picture just doesn’t do it justice!

The problem is, we still need something for the photo ornaments, but right now they’re still spread out between three other trees. I guess we’ll worry about that again next year. 

We didn’t really think we would end up with any more trees this year, but….

Remember my saying we’d bought a lot of items at the store we really didn’t need but we got them anyway? Well, it seems like those purchases turned out to require another tree.

More to follow on “Each Tree Has a Story Part 12”, to be published on December 7, 2023.

We Only Get One Christmas Per Year

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So make the most of it.

Put your decorations up early. They’re yours and if it makes you happy, who cares what others think?

If you want more than one tree, or even more than two or three, it’s your choice. Your decision. Who cares what other people think? We now have ten big ones and four 2 foot ones, after getting a new one this year that we just couldn’t resist.

If you want to bake lots of Christmas cookies, even if you’re not planning to eat them all, make them. You can always give them to friends and neighbors. And if they’re not perfect, who cares?! It’s fun and if it makes you happy, do it.

If you want to help your kids or grandkids make gingerbread houses that you know will never look like the pictures on the box, do it. As long as they have fun, who cares? It’s not like you’re going to eat them, and they’ll be proud of their accomplishments.

Take the kids or grandkids to see Santa, and if you want to tell him what you’d like for Christmas, do it! Who cares!

If you want to wear an ugly Christmas sweater, wear it! Others may decide it’s ok and wear one, too. (And if it has a flamingo on it, that’s even better!)

If you want to wear reindeer antlers or a Santa hat, put it in and wear it proudly!

If you want to binge watch holiday movies with a cup of hot chocolate, go for it! And add extra whipped cream!

If you find a really special ornament you really, really want, buy it! There’s always room for one more ornament on one of those trees!

If you want to give gifts to people you don’t really see that often, and probably won’t get you one, get the gift. If it makes you feel good, why not?

If you want to put Christmas collars on your pet, do it! Or dress them up, do it. And take them to see Santa if you want to. You can even hang up stockings for them and give them gifts. We do.

And if you see a Christmas throw pillow that you absolutely have to have, get it. You can always find a place for another one!

And if you happen to like fruitcake, then eat it! You don’t have to go along with everyone else!

And most importantly, if you want to put a stuffed pink flamingo wearing a Santa hat on your stairs, do it! We did!

Enjoy your Christmas decorating. After all, it’s only once a year!

Making a Special Christmas Dinner

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As I shared a few days ago, our Christmas was a bit different this year. And certainly not what we’d planned. 

Of course we had a good reason for it being a bit different, because five days before our daughter and her husband presented us with a new baby boy…5 weeks early. Our tiny grandbaby was definitely the best gift we’ve ever received for Christmas. 

But he certainly caused us to use a lot of creativity and ingenuity in order to create a festive dinner with only 24 hours to plan it, since we didn’t know until the day before if our new mom would be up to traveling (which she wasn’t). And although not what we usually do, we made it work. 

Fortunately my best friend Karen is an event planner who specializes in creative picnics for various occasions. She was already included in our family dinner, and we put her decorating and cooking skills to work to help put together and set up a traveling Christmas dinner at our daughter’s house, complete with all the gifts, food, and even impromptu table decorations gathered up from my Christmas craft supplies. 

A festive occasion calls for a properly decorated table, as well as a good presentation of the food, even if we had to improvise a bit. 

Which we did.

After our preparing almost everything in my kitchen and Karen’s, we packed up two cars, one with gifts and one with food, and headed to our daughter’s home some 30 minutes away.

Trying to put together dinner in someone else’s home, even if you’ve prepared almost everything in advance, isn’t the easiest thing to do, as many of you know. Although we tried to bring all the serving pieces, serving dishes, etc., there were still things we had to finish in an unfamiliar setting, which called for more improvising, including searching for sharp knives, saucepans, and the like. Our son in law had to clean his fishing knife in order to carve the turkey, and then we had to warm up the gravy in a small fry pan, which was all we could find.

Not to mention having to use an oven that wasn’t properly calibrated, which meant we had to guess at the time it took to bake my “famous” cinnamon buns! (Thank goodness we were able to figure the cooking time out and they turned out perfect!)

Karen used a tablecloth and napkins I’d brought, along with a few candles our daughter had, and put together our dinner table. Yes, we used paper plates and cups, but it worked. 

And the new big sisters pretended they were at a restaurant at their own special table and even used their “menus” to order their meal! But they did forget to leave their servers a tip. Even after having a third serving of my cinnamon buns.

But all of this just continues to reinforce that Christmas isn’t about fancy decorations, or food that looks like it came from a restaurant or the pages of a magazine. It’s about family and friends, being together, and loving each other. We were together and that’s what counted the most. 

Definitely a Christmas Day we won’t forget. Especially with our newest member of the family!

Hope yours was wonderful as well!

A Baby Changes Everything

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That’s not just the title of a Christmas song.

Since the first of November when we began thinking about the holidays, I always felt like this Christmas was going to be different somehow. 

Call it intuition, a sixth sense, or just a mother’s intuitive “knowing” that this year was not going to be like other Christmases. 

I had insisted that we put all of our Christmas trees up as soon as November arrived. All (now) 13 of them. Plus the other decorations that fill our home with the holiday spirit, including the decorative ledge Ben does every year. It’s not a quick process, but we did get it all done and complete just two days before Thanksgiving.

We were able to celebrate our traditional Thanksgiving meal in our home that was ready for the Christmas season to begin. And we even joked about how next year we’d have an extra person around the table, since our daughter and son-in-law were expecting another baby the first of the year.

But Ashley kept saying she thought he was going to be early like her other babies, like maybe even at Christmas. Which would be a little too early, or so I thought.

We didn’t do our traditional Black Friday shopping because Ashley wasn’t up to it, although we did get the granddaughters’ Christmas outfits and took them to see Santa and had their pictures made, just in case the baby decided he make his appearance early.

Then Covid hit us, or should I say Ben and me, and we ended up quarantined for almost two weeks, unable to do much of anything. And yes, we’d had the vaccines and boosters, so I’m assuming it was a lighter case than others. But still…

Fortunately Amazon became our best friend, or should I say MY best friend, since I ordered almost all the gifts from there while we were sick.

But as the days passed by, Ashley was feeling worse with this pregnancy than the others, and along with her almost daily bouts of morning and any other time sickness, she developed choleostasis, a pregnancy induced liver problem in which the bile accumulates in the mother’s bloodstream causing severe itching and yes, potentially risking the baby as well as mom.

She began to be monitored twice a week by her doctors, and more miserable and sick than with the last two, and we were told he’d be coming several weeks early. We just weren’t sure exactly when.  It seemed almost day by day things could change.

But we did know we’d have a Christmas baby, either before the day itself, or right after. And yes, that changed everything because he now would need a few more warmer clothes than she had for him, and a Christmas outfit, and of course we had to tell Santa we might have another child to bring gifts for in their household.

Santa already knew when baby would be here. He already had his gifts. But Santa doesn’t tell everything he knows.

And just five days before Christmas our family gained a beautiful baby boy! A tiny baby boy. Although 6 pounds at birth, even at 5 weeks early, he was still really little. Fortunately we’d found a few preemie sizes (which aren’t that easy to find) already, and hours after he was born I went out and found a few more. And when we brought his sisters to the hospital to meet him, we were able to have a pre-Christmas gift opening, just for their baby brother, with the tiny outfits that would actually sort of fit him!

Then we needed to figure out Christmas Day. Every year Ashley and her family have come to our house for dinner, where more gifts plus filled stockings awaited them all. It’s tradition.

But a baby changes everything. And as a baby boy who was born some 2000+ years ago at Christmas changed the world, our little grandson changed things for all of us as well. 

In all good ways, of course. We have so much to be grateful and thankful for. We have a precious gift which came early, and as far as the doctors were concerned, he’s healthy. His big sisters adore him. Mom has her little man, Dad is just over the moon happy to have a son. And these grandparents are just loving him and spoiling him already, like the other two grandchildren.

And the hospital even featured him as one of two Christmas babies on their Facebook and Instagram pages!

Our daughter, however, is having a rough recovery from the third C-section, as well as post eclampsia, and just couldn’t travel a half hour away to our house this year. So we brought Christmas dinner to them at their house, as well as all their gifts. In a two car caravan loaded with bags and boxes. And we all celebrated in a new way. Because the joy and love found at Christmas isn’t measured in fancy food, a beautifully decorated table, or how many gifts there are. It’s celebrated with the love of family and friends, and the joy of being together. 

And for our family, this year brought a special early gift that’s the best we’ve ever had. Our beautiful baby grandson.

A baby changes everything. 

And that’s what Christmas is all about. 

We Wish You A Merry Christmas 2022

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We realize many of you are having a very difficult time today. Christmas can be a very rough day if you’re hurting.

But let us take the time to share the gifts we’d like to present you with today…gifts from our hearts. Gifts that cannot always be purchased with money; because they’re priceless.

For the woman who’s spending yet another Christmas without someone to love, someone to love her, accept the gift of hope, that that someone you’ve been praying for, and hoping for, will enter your life in the new year, and you will finally find the love you’ve been dreaming of for so long.

For those of you who have been waiting for a reconciliation with your children, or other family members, accept the gift of renewal, that things and circumstances will be made whole again, the past forgotten. May you receive a knock on the door of your heart allowing that reconciliation to take place, and your joy be restored.

For the man struggling with addictions, receive the gift of self-control and strength, that once and for all those addictions will be put behind you and your new life will begin even today as that gift is opened.

For those of you struggling with the first Christmas following death of a loved one, receive the gift of cherished memories that will live forever in the scrapbook of your heart, and the knowledge that the love you had for each other will never die, and that they are waiting for you in heaven.

For the family who’s lost, or about to lose, their home, accept the gift of a new place to live that will be the perfect home, cozy and peaceful, with enough room for everyone.

For the couple who desperately want a child of their own, may you receive the gift of the child you’ve wanted so badly, a child that was meant just for you. Because Christmas is about the birth of a long-awaited child.

For the family struggling to make ends meet on a daily basis, may you receive a gift of financial blessing, a new job, or a salary increase, that will ease your worries and allow you to provide comfortably for your family.

For those who are facing a serious illness… may you receive the gift of healing and the knowledge that the word of the Lord is always true and faithful.

Christmas is a time of hope. A time of renewal of faith and a renewal of the promises we were given over two thousand years ago in a manger in Bethlehem.

On this Christmas Day, be blessed. And may the light of His love shine forth over you as never before.

Merry Christmas to all!!!

The Magic and Miracle of Christmas Eve 2022

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This is Christmas Eve. It’s a special day. You can almost feel it. The sense of anticipation, the magic. The sense of knowing something is about to happen.

You can feel it in the air, see it on the faces of children as they visit Santa. You can sense it in the softly lit decorations placed in strategic places in restaurants, storefront windows, in our homes, and yes, in the images we see on line.

You can almost feel the hope, the sense that something miraculous could actually happen. That sense of a peaceful quiet that ushers in something incredibly beautiful…something more special than you’ve ever experienced before.

You can hear it in a favorite Christmas song, the words penetrating your heart and your spirit, bringing a tear to your eye as you realize you truly do believe in Christmas miracles. And you know that one is coming for either you or someone you love. You don’t know what, or how, but you believe it’s coming.

After all, it’s Christmas Eve.

Because on that very first Christmas something miraculous did indeed happen. The world received the gift of salvation, hope, and everlasting love. In the form of a tiny baby.

So take heart. And be of good cheer, as the angels said to the shepherds a little over 2,000 years ago. Because there are still Christmas miracles to come this year.

They come in many forms. A kind or loving word from a stranger to someone who’s hurting. A surprise phone call from a loved one far away. A stranger unexpectedly buying your coffee as you struggle to find your wallet at the checkout register An anonymous gift left on your doorstep, or in your mailbox, and it’s something you really needed.

Or you may be the one who causes a Christmas miracle without even realizing it. A smile to someone in a store who feels totally lost and alone. A “thank you” to someone who isn’t expecting it. Holding a door open for a young mother struggling with a baby stroller and arms full of packages. Giving a gift to a stranger from an angel tree or Christmas shoebox sent overseas.

Yes, miracles still abound, and it seems we’re more aware of them at the Christmas season than at any other time of year, because we need them more at this season than at any other time. It’s the season of love…and loneliness. The season of giving…and sadness because you think you have nothing to give. It’s the season of hope…and wondering when you’ll ever have any again.

But somewhere out there your miracle is coming. In a way you least expect and may not even recognize, even when it happens.

The magic of Christmas is also the miracle of Christmas. It’s not the gifts, or lack of gifts, under the tree. It’s how you feel in your heart, how your feelings toward others suddenly change, and how you see the world around you in a new way, even if only for a few days.

For us, the miracle of Christmas also came in the form of a baby boy. Our long-awaited grandson was born 5 weeks early on December 20. I had prayed so hard for this baby to be healthy, since our daughter had so many problems during her pregnancy. Yes, I was nervous, and I believed God would do it, but there was still that nagging voice in the back of my head “What if?” But God came through with a healthy baby boy, who was actually 6 pounds at birth, even at 5 weeks early! And mother and baby are doing fine, and we have received the best gift, five days before Christmas.

That being said, this should give all of us the incentive to totally believe in and enjoy the magic…and the miracle…of Christmas this year. And let’s share it with as many people as possible.

A smile. A kind word. A loving gesture. A handwritten note to say “I love you.” A prayer for those who are hurting, and there are far too many of those this year. And a prayer of thanks for all of the miracles we have received this year.

The miracle of Christmas is within each of us, if we only let it come forth.

It’s Christmas Eve. And it’s time…..

A Message from Santa Claus – 2022

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You know, it’s not easy being me. It truly isn’t. Like a lot of you out there, I’ve always got too much to do, and not enough time to do it.

You see, there are a lot of children out there in this world. And it’s my job to make them happy on Christmas Day. That is, if they believe, and if their parents cooperate. More about that later.

Throughout so many decades past, I’ve delighted the kids who believe in me with gifts under their Christmas tree every Christmas morning. Sometimes they’re beautifully wrapped, and sometimes they’re not. Their parents tell me what they want, you know.

All year long I’m working behind the scenes at the North Pole, putting together lists for each child that believes in me, and collecting all the toys that each kid wants. The elves very seldom make them anymore; they’re just too complicated. Instead they go to the stores, the factories, and the warehouses to fill the orders.

That’s not an easy task either. Plus, we have to have huge warehouses to store them, with each child having his or her own compartment for their gifts. Can’t have them confused, you know; that would really upset the kids!

Even working hard all year to make just that one night special doesn’t mean we don’t get rushed. Right now things have really heated up, and we’re working almost 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. We’ll sleep on Christmas Day, after everything is delivered.

The reindeer are getting ready, too, exercising to make sure they’re in great shape to pull that sleigh. It’s not easy, you know, because with all those toys, and me, well, it’s quite heavy to start out with.

Now I’m asked a lot of times about how in the world all those toys for all the world’s children, can possibly fit in one sleigh. It’s big, but not that big, you know. It’s really quite easy, but unfortunately I can’t tell you. You see, Santa has to have a few secrets that no one knows about, and that’s one of them. Most of the elves know; they have to, because they pack up the sleigh. But every year we have a few new ones, and until I can totally trust them with such a huge secret, they do other jobs rather than packing my sleigh.

I’m also asked a lot about how the reindeer are actually able to fly through the sky, let alone pull a heavy sleigh behind them. That’s one of those secrets I keep to myself as well. I will say this, they are very special reindeer, specially trained, and very trustworthy.

I’m also asked a lot how I can be in so many places at the same time. At the malls, department stores, in Christmas parades…in all honesty, I’m really not. Not personally anyway. But each and every one of those Santas carry a little piece of me with them. A piece of my heart, and a piece of my love for each and every one of the children who believe in me. And all of those pieces come back to me and settle into my heart as the children tell Santa their secrets and their Christmas wishes. But please don’t tell the kids. That’s between us.

Some of the children are really concerned that I can’t get in their house to deliver their toys because they don’t have a fireplace for me to come down. Actually that’s one of the easier problems to solve. Because Santa has a very special key, made just for me, that will unlock any door. But only on Christmas Eve; no other time of year. And it only works in Santa’s hand, so if it were to ever get lost, no one else could use it.

Those cookies and milk are certainly appreciated, too. I have a hard job that night, and although it’s a lot of fun, it certainly works up the appetite! And my favorites are butter cookies with sprinkles, chocolate chip, and some of those fluffy meringue cookies with chocolate chips. And a bit of egg nog here and there would be good in the place of milk. You know, just varying the selection a bit. Just don’t leave a slice of fruitcake! The reindeer don’t even like that!

And those letters the children send me? Yes, I read them. Fortunately I’m a speed reader, so it’s not as hard as you might think. And I’m probably the world’s best multitasker, because I not only read them as I’m doing other things, I dictate my responses as well, and the elves handle the rest.

The Naughty or Nice List? Yes, I do have those. Unfortunately. But just so you’ll know, in order to not get at least one gift from ol’ Santa, you have to be really, really naughty. You see, I love kids so much, I never want any of them to go without gifts from me at Christmas time. I always try to find something they’ve done right enough to be able to qualify for a gift!!

And by the way…that Elf on the Shelf? He’s NOT one of mine. Not at all. I don’t know where he came from or why he’s trying to horn in on my territory, but he really needs to stop. Santa doesn’t participate in that one, and he’s certainly never reported back to me! I think he’s around just to cause a bit of disruption and to irritate me!

Which leads me to my comment concerning parents cooperating with me. This is a tough one. And it really hurts my feelings.

You see, there are parents out there who refuse to tell their kids about me. Or they tell them I don’t exist. That I’m just made up, and that every kid who believes in me, is just totally wrong and should be set straight as soon as possible. There are even adults out there who aren’t parents who spread those same words and thoughts around without even thinking about it. Without even stopping to think what they’re doing…what they’re destroying.

And those children don’t get the pleasure of Santa delivering gifts on Christmas Eve because I’m not welcome in their homes. And I don’t go where I’m not welcome.

Just because you don’t see the real me doesn’t mean I don’t exist. I’ve been around for a long time, doing the things I do for a long time, and making millions of children happy every year. The smiles on their faces and their screams of surprise and delight make it worthwhile. And as I said, their parents do help, because I couldn’t possibly do it all on my own. They are an important part of the magic of Santa Claus at Christmas time.

Those who say Santa isn’t real don’t understand the reality of Santa. They don’t understand I live in the hearts and imagination of children, who pass on the mystery and the wonder of Santa to their own children. And that causes me to continue to live on and on.

Others say I keep kids from focusing on the real meaning of Christmas, so they won’t let their children believe about me. Rubbish!! Let me say this. Over half of the homes I deliver toys to have a nativity scene in their homes, or ornaments on their tree depicting that first Christmas. Obviously they know the real story of Christmas. And they still let me in.

As I said in the beginning, it’s not easy being me. It’s a lot of work, and a lot of late nights. But the happiness I bring every Christmas Eve, the smiles I see on so many faces on Christmas morning (yes, I do see them, you know – just don’t asked me to explain how) make it all worthwhile.

You still don’t believe I’m real? All I can say to that is, I’m really sorry. Because you’re missing out on so very much….

And now….back to work! Christmas Eve is almost here!