I have been blessed with wonderful Christmases in my
life. In fact, I became engaged to my
husband of 11+ years on a memorable Christmas morning. But there is one holiday which stands out not
because of what I had, but because of what I didn’t.
Four years ago this coming Christmas, my husband and I
were in a very bad financial state. Hubs
had lost his job, not yet found a new one, and we were barely surviving. It became clear to us sometime in November
that there was not going to be any money left over for Christmas. I was despondent. How would I celebrate Christmas with my kids
if there were not so many presents under the tree that you could hardly cross
the living room? Having so many holidays
filled with excess, I was ill-equipped and nearly incapable of having any other
kind.
My husband and I sat down and tried to make a budget for
at least a Christmas dinner. We
discovered even that would be hard. We
pared the dinner down to a turkey breast and a few vegetables. We put on a brave face and decided to be
happy for what we could do. We hugged
and promised it would get better and that as long as we had each other and the
children, we had everything we needed.
It seems the moment we made that mental and spiritual
change of attitude, things around us began to change. We went to a Christmas party with my side of
the family, an annual gathering, and were stunned by the gift of cash from two
uncles. We could have a lovely dinner
and get the kids a few things!
Then, my husband got the call from a job he had been
vying and testing for. He would be hired
after the holidays! When he called with
the news, I was driving. I was so
overcome with emotion, I had to pull over on the side of the road. It was there that I had the first epiphany of
that holiday season; I was blessed. I
had never felt that before and the feeling was as powerful as a Pacific ocean
wave.
Even though we knew about the new job, and had a bit of
spare cash thanks to my uncles, we vowed not to spend a dime on ourselves and
we didn’t. I shopped for a few bits for
the kids at Big Lots instead of the huge department stores and was astonished
by how many others were doing the same.
It was my first inclination of where the economy was headed. While the mall parking lots were bare,
parking at the local Big Lots was almost riotous. Cars in the parking spaces were another
indication. Mercedes, Lexus, BMW’s. It occurred to me rich people were rich
because they spent well. More enlightenment. It changed the way I shopped forever.
Christmas morning we held our breaths as the kids tore
down the stairs. Would they realize it
was sparse and that with the exception of two gifts, the presents were all from
their grandparents? That we had none for
ourselves? No, not a chance. At 5 and 2 years of age, brightly wrapped
boxes and bags were too exciting to notice.
This was also enlightening to me.
They didn’t care! Mind-boggling.
In the quiet of the aftermath of a lovely Christmas
dinner with family, and after tucking our kids into bed, my husband and I sat
and hugged in front of the fire. I had
no new jewelry, no new clothes, nothing from under the tree. But I didn’t care. I felt like the luckiest woman in the
world. My husband and I had weathered
another storm and come out stronger on the other end. I had learned the true meaning of the
season. Christmas 2007 was the best
Christmas I ever had.
Book Two in the Spellbound series continues the love story of Logan and Serena. Having previously dispatched Christophe, the dark demon trying to capture and kidnap Serena for her special witch DNA in Book One, the two lovers believe they are now free to plan and live their lives together. Or are they?
When an innocent mistake made by their newlywed friends frees the way for Christophe to return, their idyllic attempt at happiness is marred by the nightmare they must outsmart, finally, to achieve the happily ever after they deserve.
They know they can rely on their coven to be there for them, and some new friends and additions to the family, as they once again embark on an epic battle that will secure their life, their love, and their future together. Once, they were Spellbound, now their story continues, for love, forever, for Everspell.
Oh my,if I say what a wonderful Christmas, and the unexpected gifts it brought to you and you husband. thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteSometimes we need a little kick to see things more clearly. I'm sorry you had to go through your hardships, but I'm happy you were able to find happiness with what you had. And of course, I'm thrilled for your success now!
ReplyDeleteGreat story ... and wonderful lessons learned.
ReplyDeleteI grew up with the simple & spare Christmas observances ... and I actually prefer them. When I see all the expensive gee-gaws which go to the grandkids, it makes me worry for them.
Wow - great story, Sammie! I'm the "book aunt" who doesn't give nieces and nephews the toys - which are more popular coming from other aunts, but hey. As long as they love to read. And you're right -- kids don't count the number, it's the excitement, the fun and family!
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