Thursday, December 20, 2018
We all have them, right? Some good, maybe some not so good, but we have them. For Thanksgiving I can remember my mom spending the whole week before doing nothing but baking, all from scratch, all yummy recipes that no one else in the family has taken over. It was mom's thing.
Christmas Eve we all met at mom and dad's house for her traditional spam salad sandwiches. Yep! I kid you not. And we loved them! Mom would grind up spam and make two kinds, one with onions and one without. After we ate we'd all sit around the tree and open up gifts. These days I don't eat spam. It was mom's thing.
Christmas, my favorite memory is when my dad and I went into the woods behind grandma's farm and cut down our tree. I wasn't very old, can't recall why my sister wasn't with us, but that memory stays with me, always bringing a smile to my face even while it makes me a little sad.
Mom and dad are both gone now, new traditions have been made, hopefully those that will stay with my daughter and niece, and my grandchildren for years to come. When I'm gone, I hope thoughts of me during the holidays will bring a smile to their faces and warm their hearts.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all!