tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749727604634726699.post6974455360914786683..comments2021-05-01T21:59:00.051+10:00Comments on Pineconeprim: Missing - Christmas spirit and child-like joyEstherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12036368335364708187noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749727604634726699.post-1736283278112895962008-12-19T14:17:00.000+10:002008-12-19T14:17:00.000+10:00Thanks for posting the Corinthians: Love is... ...Thanks for posting the Corinthians: Love is... Its what I needed this week :)CreativeMishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08495435753079613785noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749727604634726699.post-60960383650729620042008-12-18T00:46:00.000+10:002008-12-18T00:46:00.000+10:00You are a fortunate woman and in a time of your li...You are a fortunate woman and in a time of your life that will one day be just a faint memory. i am 50 with grown children, both my own and others i helped to raise up. The house is empty now until they pile in to remind me why i worked so hard all of those years.<BR/><BR/>The memories that you build today will one day come back to you in smiles and laughter as they tell of the things you never knew mattered, as you see them adopt many of your traditions for their own families, and as they tell their children of their own happy childhoods. What you give them today is a wise investment in the future... theirs AND yours.<BR/><BR/>i understand not feeling much like Christmas. We can't hit it right every year. Please don't kick yourself for that, but do take time for the little things that i promise will be remembered.<BR/><BR/>Mine have told me of the most simple smiles, things i thought so unimportant then, and i am so grateful that i took the time i did with them, though of course now i wish it had been more, but we all will do that.<BR/><BR/>They don't remember the gifts at all, or which years were lean, which were filled with expensive toys or even what they received, but the silliest little things...<BR/><BR/>snowflakes of typing paper hung with abandon in ALL of the windows one year<BR/><BR/>the blizzard of 1977 and being snowed in<BR/><BR/>piling into my bed during a thunderstorm<BR/><BR/>the dog all dressed in my scarf and hat<BR/><BR/>getting up before sunrise<BR/><BR/>the house full of lit candles and the smell of baking bread<BR/><BR/>Don't waste time in regret for what you don't feel this year, but hang on tight when you do have a moment that moves you and pay close attention - they are only small for a moment.<BR/><BR/>i found your blog thorough your comment on another. It's delightful and i'll be back.<BR/><BR/>Merry Christmas...!https://www.blogger.com/profile/12459404917400099089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749727604634726699.post-49630588878464363392008-12-17T21:09:00.000+10:002008-12-17T21:09:00.000+10:00I know what you mean about getting a certain feeli...I know what you mean about getting a certain feeling in your stomach when you know things are just right. <BR/>Love the article you posted about re- the gift of love at christmas being more important than the decorations/baking/celebrating.shariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08899435247762808267noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4749727604634726699.post-67566753387056596052008-12-17T18:37:00.000+10:002008-12-17T18:37:00.000+10:00haha I really don't remember my abandonment st...haha I really don't remember my abandonment story. I thought it was at night time and you had gone out with Beth or something.<BR/>ahah not to worry, I'm not scarred.<BR/><BR/>I'll cya on Saturday! I'm excited for that! Crazy family events! <3Veronika Planthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07614154910635527444noreply@blogger.com