Join me in welcoming Kathy Nickerson, Eternal Optimist, to my website today as she
shares a special childhood Christmas memory. Kathy is giving away one signed copy of
Thirty Days to Glory. Enter to win at the bottom of the post.
I think my mother first made this statement the year our tree had a hole in the back. You may think a tree can’t have a hole. If so, you have never trekked to the backside of the north forty to actually cut a wild Christmas tree. The perfect tree always grows on the farthest corner of the farm.
That year, our dad had been watching this little fir tree through the summer and fall. He knew it was exactly the right size to fit into the front room of our small farmhouse. He did not allow for the fence post crowding too close as the tree grew. But, when the perfect tree dropped into the snow with the final swing of the axe, we all saw it. A huge, gaping hole where the fence post had stood. The back of the beautiful tree was completely deformed.
It was nearly dark by then, and we were a long way from the house. And shivering. I don’t know what went through my dad’s head then. Except that it was late on Sunday afternoon, the second week in December, and he had to go back to work at the factory before daylight tomorrow. We loaded the tree on the sled and shuffled back to the house.
My mom didn’t say much when we pulled the tree through the door. Nor when we set it up in the corner. She discussed lights that didn’t work and ornaments that were fragile. She reminded us the tinsel had to go on one crinkly, little piece at a time.
Finally, we all stood back and looked at the poor tree standing in the corner, slightly ashamed, I thought. Then, my dad plugged in the lights. And you, Dear Reader, know exactly what happened. It is the same magical thing that happens everywhere all over the world when the lights go on. My mother said, “Oh, it is the prettiest tree we’ve ever had.”
And, it was.
Every year, no matter how many holes we felt in our life, no matter how many hardships we would face on Monday morning, when we plugged in the lights, it was the prettiest tree ever.
I think it is more than holiday spirit. I think it is a life attitude our family inherited. I think it is faith in the God who made Light to shine from darkness. I think it is Hope. And I pray you find some this season. If you can’t, feel free to email me. I’ll share some of mine.
This is a beautiful story and a great reminder! Thank you for sharing Kathy.
And thank you for giving away a copy of your book, Thirty Days to Glory.
Readers, what is your favorite (type) of Christmas decoration? Tell us in the comments below.
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Kathy Nickerson is the author of three novels including Thirty Days to Glory, winner of the Fiction Book of the Year Award from the Christian Small Publishers Association. She writes from her home in rural Missouri, where she lives with her husband of more than forty years. They are the parents of four children who grew up to become their best friends and who have given them fourteen grandchildren, so far. You can learn more about her writing and her reputation as an Eternal Optimist at her website. Sign up for her free newsletter and get a copy of Three Secrets to a Happy Life at www.kathynick.com
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Thirty Days to Glory Catherine Benson longs to do One Great Thing before she dies and Elmer Grigsby hopes to stay seriously drunk until he slips out of the world unnoticed. When their destinies intersect one Tuesday in December, they both discover it is only Thirty Days to Glory.
Against a Christmas backdrop, Catherine searches for purpose while fighting the infirmities of age and the best intentions of her children. She gains support in the battle from her faithful housekeeper and her quirky friends known as the Glory Circle Sisters.
Elmer isn’t supported by anyone, except maybe his cat. When he opens the last whiskey bottle of the month, he knows it is time to shuffle down to the post office and pick up his government check. Somewhere in his fog, Elmer knows he was once a better man. That is why he stays in the fog.
Thirty Days to Glory is dedicated to my mother, because she taught us
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Thanks for inviting me to the party today, Angela. I love all things Christmas, and I look forward to celebrating with your readers.K
My favorite ornament is always the gherkin. It’s become a tradition to hide it once we’re finished decorating the tree. And whoever finds it gets the first gift of the season. I think people are celebrating Christmas earlier and earlier because they are looking for the Hope you write about.
Oh my goodness, I don’t think I can pick a favorite. So many have sentimental ties. Some remind me of family members, others remind me of friends, and others bring up memories of family vacations. They’re all favorites! 🙂
My favorite type of Christmas ornament is one that is handmade by the giver. One that is not perfect in its perfection but rather perfect in its imperfections. One that was crafted from hands driven by love.
Thanks for dropping in to visit, ladies. That is an interesting point, Anna, about people celebrating earlier because they are looking for Hope. And I agree with both of you, Chery and Mary Ann, that ornaments with a personal attachment often become our favorite.
The stories behind the handmade ones make them so special!
Anna, that is such good insight to why people celebrate earlier and earlier! I think you are spot on.
Kathy, Thank you for sharing during our blog party!
I haven’t put up a tree in so long, I don’t remember which one I liked.
My Christmas village. My daughter gave me most of the buildings.
I’m sorry you don’t have a tree, Brenda. We put up a really small one this year, so I hung a few ornaments on the knobs of my kitchen cabinets.
Oh, I love a Christmas village tradition. Our daughters gave me several pieces through the years, too, and each building represents somewhere we have lived.