MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Michael would drive up to the Ocala National Forest; pick out our "perfect" Christmas tree, and bring it home.Daddy would paint a nativity scene mural on our oversized mirror, which hung over the living room fireplace. It was beautiful in my little girl eyes!
Chris and I would take the little nativity figurines, and as the Christmas story was read, he and I would take each figurine and walk them through the journey all the way to bethlehem, where Mary had to stop, and give birth to the baby Jesus! We would put everyone in their correct places,except for the baby Jesus,because He didn't arrive until Christmas morning.....
On Christmas Eve,Mama always sang "O Holy Night" at our Methodist church,in Mount Dora.To my little girl ears,it was like hearing the angels sing!
Mr.Frick, who whose home Daddy built, always came by during the week, and took me out to dinner at the LakeSide Inn.He was a delightful,baldheaded man, that I just adored, and this was his special treat to me at Christmas.
What a treat in this little girl's eyes!
Ofcourse we stopped in to see the Reid's;the Baker's, and the Swartsel's, every Christmas,or they would come by to see us... It just sorta worked out that way.
The grandparents would come with their smiles, and Grandmother Ray's Date Nut Pudding, but this time, we would have Roast Beef; Stuffed Potatoes;Conch Peas; some sort of molded salad,and ofcourse,Mama's fresh Coconut Cake! Now, this really was a treat in this little girl's eyes!
Yes, all of this was something special in this little girl's eyes! I had my parents with me,until they were 89,and 90! My sister only made it to age 56, and she was 13 years older than me. David Jr. made it to age 20, and now he is gone to be with them too.
I can still say all of this was a treat and a blessing.....Why?
Because,my Christmas is "built on nothing less, than Jesus blood and righteousness."
All the rest are ornaments on my tree!
And what ornaments in this "Big" girl's eyes!
Merry Christmas to all, and to all,a good night!
Becky
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