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Fondest Christmas Moments Just curious if you'd share your fondest christmas moment |
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12/24/2016 10:10 am |
I grew up super poor...My dad was disabled and we lived on welfare ( which wasn't easy for any of us..trying being the welfare family in a small ignorant blue collar town). Everyone just assumed my dad was "lazy" and didn't want to work..so we got picked on alot. ( hell one night one of the neighbor "youths" threw an ice chuck straight through our window) In reality my dad had a few of his vertebra fused together. and yes we ate that government cheese that all the comedians are fond of goofing on. So christmas was always lean in the house that I grew up in. I've always been "self aware" ( it can be a blessing or a curse) ...at age 6 I knew we didn't get alot of presents/didn't get any fancy toys....hell I knew we didn't get what the kids down the street got for christmas.. and honestly I didn't care.. I stopped wanting anything for christmas because I knew there was no santa and my parents couldn't afford it. I knew christmas could not be kept in some expensive package or bound with some pretty bow...Christmas for me became about family and just hanging tight. I had these thoughts as an 9 yr old boy. I think my fondest christmas moment was being able to buy my dad a car... you know like in those commercials where the wife wakes up and sees the big red bow on top of the new suv or whatever. In my case it wasn't like that...my dad has a super beater car..an old rusted LTD that even the local "wink wink " mechanic refused to work on.. it was just a piece of crap.. But for someone poor it was a means of freedom.. it was a means of getting to the store.. it is a way of just feeling like normal folks.. I was living in a small studio apt about 15 yrs ago and wasn't living large...basically I was just socking my paycheck away in the bank. My own car was a piece of crap/ I could have easily drove something better...but I took all my savings and bought my dad a car. To me this was the happiest moment in my life...it was like a karma payback for all those years of hardship...it's like all those fears just melted away. My Dad has since passed on and that car is gone....but that memory will live on with me
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that is a beautiful and moving story The cut worm forgives the plow. W. Blake, Proverbs of Hell
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What a beautiful way to share your Christmas.....your Dad had a good son.
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You are a good man. Thank you for sharing. Merry Christmas to you and yours.
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