tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post698419800506545531..comments2023-12-27T09:28:32.621-07:00Comments on Retired English Teacher: Christmas ~ A Reflection of Christmas PastSally Wesselyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06470453773515491625noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-50267427944713737512016-12-22T07:30:14.290-07:002016-12-22T07:30:14.290-07:00Hello Sally! Reading this post brought back so ma...Hello Sally! Reading this post brought back so many of my own memories of Christmas for the first nine years of my life. After that, they are jagged and sometimes good, sometimes not as good. After reading Jann's comment, she reminded me that our kids and grandkids won't have the same memories, but they will have love filled memories, just different.<br />Sending warm wishes to you for everything you wish for this year to be true.<br />Love and hugs, Sandi<br />Sandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15923693784234135636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-22588479128341034562016-12-20T19:21:37.312-07:002016-12-20T19:21:37.312-07:00Beautiful, Sally. We too were always at my grandpa...Beautiful, Sally. We too were always at my grandparents, a half mile from our farm house. It was a different time then with all the aunts and uncles and grandparents. However I am glad to say that as my kids have gotten older they have grown close to their cousins keeping closer contact because of Facebook. They are actually doing a cousins only day the day after Christmas. That is so grandparents can babysit. Your story helped me think of mine. Thanks. darnlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06470984171404179023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-79890910734415231472016-01-07T22:46:06.188-07:002016-01-07T22:46:06.188-07:00You have so many precious Christmas memories. They...You have so many precious Christmas memories. They are very different from those I had in Hawaii. Those photos from Christmases past are true heirlooms.Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07461569436322815787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-8093687262805853172015-12-24T08:35:04.911-07:002015-12-24T08:35:04.911-07:00Thank you for sharing lovely memories with us. Mer...Thank you for sharing lovely memories with us. Merry Christmas!<br />Jeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09782394068144501251noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-68271735996752163752015-12-22T18:22:34.084-07:002015-12-22T18:22:34.084-07:00What a beautifully written, thoughtful and nostalg...What a beautifully written, thoughtful and nostalgic post filled with love for the past and all the wishes and dreams of the present. It's wonderful, isn't it, to step back inside a different time, different traditions and wish them to all be right now, this minute. I am experiencing this as well. <br /><br />But what I think matters is, in part, that we had those experiences. And those who follow will have their experiences and traditions. I'm struggling with how life moves on but the one thing that is constant is the love. <br /><br />I could see the things happening in your world, with your family (oh, those wonderful photos!). I'm so grateful your mom is still with you on this Christmas. Sending Merriest greetings and love.<br />Jeaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17482528482559445943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-88023408649431073422015-12-22T17:50:58.862-07:002015-12-22T17:50:58.862-07:00Beautiful, Sally. Reading your words of memory too...Beautiful, Sally. Reading your words of memory took me back to my own childhood Christmases. Oh those were the days....troutbirderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14087811292280881959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-66724798569458543622015-12-21T23:05:13.469-07:002015-12-21T23:05:13.469-07:00Reading of your memories, I can't help but thi...Reading of your memories, I can't help but think of my own long age Christmases. No street, a country road instead, no corner store to walk to, no change with which to buy candy, but Christmas Eve on my grandparent's farm, with all of the aunts and uncles and cousins. <br />For us it is and always has been about family. When they lived far from us, we traveled. Now we can be at their house for Christmas morning in 15 minutes. I am blessed.<br />Thank you for this beautiful post. Linda Reederhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07665601809156707572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-81258117454820050422015-12-21T20:55:06.209-07:002015-12-21T20:55:06.209-07:00Especially at this of year, you can just taste and...Especially at this of year, you can just taste and feel and see, in memory, those past Christmases with so many more people, so much connection, such a sense of belonging. Times have changed and the holidays with them. And the memories are bittersweet, yet we're fortunate to have had these experiences that warm us as we experience Christmas 2015 in very different ways. My best wishes to you, Sally, for joy and peace and love during this holiday season.Dr. Kathy McCoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02903015507894951725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-67710731586830502522015-12-21T17:04:18.819-07:002015-12-21T17:04:18.819-07:00When I read your memories, they took me back to lo...When I read your memories, they took me back to long ago Christmases of my own. Thank you for that, Sally. We leave for Denver tomorrow and a family dinner tomorrow night at a center-city hotel. We'll meet old friends in the city and spend some time catching up with their news. I like Christmas to be a quiet time of reflection as the end of one year gives way to the new. We return to Breckenridge Christmas Day with our oldest Grandson (12) who will ski with us while he's on school break. Merry Christmas to you and Jim. Barbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04984171407726520584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-27012170474729678442015-12-21T15:13:35.588-07:002015-12-21T15:13:35.588-07:00Those visits do bring back vivid memories, don'...Those visits do bring back vivid memories, don't they. Have a wonderful Christmas wherever you are and whoever you're with.Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08611148987085476580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-15293489583995469692015-12-21T15:09:08.038-07:002015-12-21T15:09:08.038-07:00Beautifully written memories, Sally. I love thinki...Beautifully written memories, Sally. I love thinking of what it was like for you back then. Growing up as an Air Force brat, I never had a place to grow up or return to, like you have. It's very special, and you've given me the gift of your fine words. :-)DJanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07152183871573797791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-294671364824920722015-12-21T13:37:30.025-07:002015-12-21T13:37:30.025-07:00What a fantastic blog post, Sally... Your wonder...What a fantastic blog post, Sally... Your wonderful words (you are SO gifted when it comes to writing) brought back memories to me of my childhood and the Christmases we had together.... Times have changed --and these changes are not always good... I miss those big 'family times' when everyone was together. We'd sit around the piano and sing all of the old carols... SUCH great memories.<br /><br />That was neat that you got to re-visit your old home place --and enjoy re-living those memories... Glad you found a Coffee House also!!!!<br /><br />Merry Christmas.<br />Hugs,<br />BetsyBetsy Banks Adamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16223591156634767330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-52027608408566669222015-12-21T11:41:28.337-07:002015-12-21T11:41:28.337-07:00Sally, what heartfelt memories of the season. May ...Sally, what heartfelt memories of the season. May your days be merry and bright, surrounded by those you care about. Merry Christmas to you and yours.Rosaria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-7992706628202474812015-12-21T09:10:07.779-07:002015-12-21T09:10:07.779-07:00So lovely that your grandmother's house is sti...So lovely that your grandmother's house is still there, bearing witness to a life well lived. I love the porch, I love the blue paint. I love your story.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-5139397523980873102015-12-21T07:04:12.742-07:002015-12-21T07:04:12.742-07:00Such a beautiful, nostalgic-filled post, Sally.
Im...Such a beautiful, nostalgic-filled post, Sally.<br />Imagine having change from a quarter to spend on candy!<br />Olgahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00692441479616299920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-67215480563474570612015-12-21T06:50:51.754-07:002015-12-21T06:50:51.754-07:00So many memories revolve around this small area. I...So many memories revolve around this small area. I drive past grandma's house and think of all the good times. I wonder what happened to the kids that were my schoolmates. It makes me laugh that I still remember the names of the families who lived on that block but I have no clue of my current neighbors names. BTW the woman who lives across the street from our Monument house owns the building the coffee shop is housed in. Small world. Jean French Barrettnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-71340664423185836442015-12-21T06:41:50.629-07:002015-12-21T06:41:50.629-07:00Beautifully written memories! Think of you often....Beautifully written memories! Think of you often.The Furry Gnomehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02485265576983125216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-52609154468264720832015-12-20T23:24:29.937-07:002015-12-20T23:24:29.937-07:00It's lovely that you write these memories down...<br />It's lovely that you write these memories down. Your children and grandchildren may not have had the same Christmas, but you leave them their family history. The way we celebrate now is different, but the love is the same. Our children will have loving memories, just different from ours. I'm blessed to have my children and grandchildren together this Christmas. We're all meeting at my brother's house in San Diego. We'll take four generation pictures with my dad! Have a wonderful Christmas!#1Nanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04214011945298439939noreply@blogger.com