Memories of Christmas

What Christmas memories stand out in your mind?  My favorite memories are the smell of oranges, the crackling sound coming from our fireplace and the sight of candy-striped material on the floor in my mother’s sewing room.

What Christmas memories stand out in your mind?  My favorite memories are the smell of oranges, the crackling sound coming from our fireplace and the sight of candy-striped material on the floor in my mother's sewing room. Christmas was the only time we had oranges. Regardless, the time of year, their nostalgic sweet, citrus smell still stir up memories for...Christmas was the only time we had oranges. Regardless, the time of year, their nostalgic sweet, citrus smell still stir up memories for me. When we lived in South Texas I loved it when it was time to go to orange groves and pick oranges. I could hardly wait until we'd get into the car and begin to peel the skins off while the sweet, sticky juice ran down my hands. Being able to eat all the fresh oranges I want is still something I do not take for granted.

When I was visiting schools during the holidays, one youngster told me the fruit she thinks about is grapes. Their family tradition is eating twelve grapes on Christmas Eve and making twelve wishes. She says their wishes don’t always come true, but enjoying this family tradition year after year is special for her.

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Another special Christmas memory that comes to mind is candy-striped material lying on the floor in my mother’s sewing room.

We had a large family, and my mother made all of our clothes. A lot of times she used the material from the bags of flour she bought each month. The merchants packaged their flour in bags made of cotton material, which was usually a pretty pattern or flowered print.

Right before Christmas one year, my mom bought a bag of flour that was a candy red and white stripe. When I ask her if she was going to make me Christmas pajamas, she said no she was going to give material to someone else. I was disappointed, but when I peeked in her sewing room there were little scraps of the material on the floor.

On Christmas morning when we ran into the living room to see what Santa had left us, I found a beautiful little dark-hair doll dressed in a candy-striped dress and lots of candy-striped accessories.

I was confused because I believed only Santa Claus brought our toys, but my mother assured me that she had given him the material to outfit my doll. I suspected she had a lot more to do with it, but I wasn’t ready to break that wonderful childhood spell in my life yet.

A friend at work said that when they were little they always put their shoes neatly by the bed at night. The next morning the shoes were filled with goodies. In our house, our Christmas stocking was our biggest and cleanest socks.

Our children and grandchildren probably won’t remember exactly how many toys and gifts they receive as much as they will remember the little things we do to make these holidays special for them.

Holiday memories and traditions are important.  They are a part to building a strong bond between family, and our community. They give us a sense of belonging and a way to express what is important to us.

Whatever we do each year to celebrate the holidays, whether it is planned or not, becomes a memory and sometimes a treasured tradition in the eyes of a child.

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Deana Landers
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  1. Teresa Estes -

    My favorite Christmas memory was when we lived on Pierce Ave and Christmas looked awful empty mom took us out to look at Xmas lights when we returned the house was filled with food and enough presents for seven children even mom got some gifts. You would have thought Santa had been there and gone. There were bikes and dolls and clothes and food so much. All our Christmas were always special because mama made sure it was special but that year it was a true Christmas.

    • Deana Landers -

      How beautiful! I love these special memories and I love you, too.

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