Well I'm just getting home from the long journey home from North Carolina to spend Christmas with my family!!!
My daddy of 70 some years is retiring from pastoring from the same church for 30 some years and this is his LAST Christmas surmon. I would NOT hell NOR high WATER miss this one........the last time I was home for Christmas was almost 6 years ago preggo bitch from hell with Little Miss Prissy Princess.........this was her FIRST Christmas in NC.
How do I even BEGIN to describe the wonders of it all?????????
The first down fall was missing Speedbump.......yeah I know you heard it first here on MY blog I missed the fucker!!! But shhhhhhh we don't want him to know this :biggrin!!!
But to the wonders of everything..........the look in my parents eyes when we walked off the plane........the pure joy of having their daughter and grandkids home for Christmas.
Mama and I ACTUALLY getting along for longer than 3 days together confined .....my daddy ohhh my daddy.......the tears in his eyes....the hug as tight as his parkisens *however you spell it* would allow him to hug without hurting him.......the soft spoken I'm so glad you're home. The jokes and laughter will never ever be forgotten. And all of this before Christmas Eve!!!
Christmas Eve is a BIG galla for our tiny little Church ever since I was 8 years old.........this year was no different!!! However, there was some differences that went unnoticed to everyone EXCEPT OUR family!!! First and foremost...a stick in my crawl...no one made mention this was my parents LAST Christmas at Community Church after 30 some odd years.....*gggrrr.......the claws came out, but maintained well*..........second for the second time in my life my daddy came and sat with his family in the BACK of the church!!! The only other time my daddy was with his family in the church was during my wedding with Speedbump!!!
Then Christmas day happens way to quickly upon us as I have to fly back to Dallas two days after.................we are opening gifts and having a grand old family time together when a gift is handed to me by my mother.....my daddy has tears in his eyes........no cameras are allowed when I'm told.....this is from your mother and father..............but in all truth your daddy insisted and creacted this item for you.
Me the all REFUSAL of crying..........waves hands in front of my face and says OKAY give me your best shot.......OMG............there is a story...........
My parents a few years back came to visit and I fell in love with a diamond / saphire ring which only fit my pinky finger. It was in an antique shop and I knew I couldn't afford it on a good day but I LOVED IT!!! I walked out of the shop and went into another and my daddy stayed behind and bought me the ring and gave it to me before he left on that trip...........I cried and cried!!!!! And treasure that ring like no other piece of jewerely until NOW........
The gift I recieved this year was a bracelet..............saphires and diamonds dripped in gold..........special made by a friend in town and designed by my DADDY to match the ring he bought me in Texas years back. When I opened my present in shock........my daddy asked do you still have the ring? I told him OF COURSE and he told me now you have the bracelet and eventually you'll have the necklace and earings to match God willing..........then he looked at me and chocked up and said from a priceless jewel to another...one that can be bought and one whom can't my baby girl...............I love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
On this trip I received many blessings!!!!! It just reinforced the fact how much I miss home and home may be where the heart is but the heart will always lie where my parents are ~
This Christmas was hard, tearful but always remembered..............as it was a Christmas I found I gave more to my parents than they gave me and it makes me crave to be closer to them and know just how deeply I am loved!!!
For one year.............I was home for Christmas and it WASN"T it in my dreams!!!
I hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas and for those whom have family involved in the tragidy over yander with the earthquake I only pray they are safe and you'll hear from them soon..............for the record yes there is more and yes there is photo's.............but since I haven't updated in awhile, as I've been told :smile........I thought I'd update quickly before heading to bed.......
Home safetly
Jamie
damn girl, I had tears in my eyes reading this...
I'm glad you're back safe and sound (even gladder your ass finally updated!) and will call you when I get off work to get the dirt ;-)
Love you!
WOW, I think that made a tear come to my eye. Makes me won't to call my momma and daddy and tell them how much I love them. I am glad for once this Christmas that someone got what they always dreamed of. Even though most of us dreaded Christmas this year, we are always still thre in spirit when one of our friends get's to enjoy theirs.
Love you girl and a very Happy New Year to you.....
oh so your a preachers daughter? no wonder your a party animal! LOL just kidding! Long time no read! I had to catch up. glad all is well. and merry late x-mas!
It sounds like you and the kids had a great visit. I hope your mom and dad are doing well. I'm sure that it's tough for your dad to step aside as pastor, but he'll have thirty years of wonderful memories to help ease the way.
Happy New Year to you all!
I didn't just have tears in my eyes, they were running down my cheeks as well. Be thankful you still have your Parents as Christmas time just isn't the same without them. I'm sure the only thing that would have been nicer about going home for this Christmas would have been if Steve had went with you. Here's wishing you the best in the New Year.
Well, tried to leave you a Merry Christmas wish but your comment box seemed to be having issues.
So, Happy New Year to you!
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