CHRISTMAS WITHOUT THEM
December 20, 1999
The night is clear and the air is crisp, snow falls gently
on the ground. Tonight is Christmas Eve. Off in the distance
I hear the voice of approaching carolers. They are too far away
to hear the song they sing. I quickly close the door shutting
out the sights and sounds of Christmas. Tonight is just too painful
as I think of "Christmas Without Them".
--- Copyright © 1999 Corky Ferguson --- Ohio
Is Christmas ever the same when we are without our loved
The traditions I have cherished since childhood have
changed into something new and unexpected. As an adult, I find
myself with feelings of a five year old, scared and alone. I have no
mother or father to comfort me. Tears flow and I feel my heart
Sometimes, I find myself standing in the midst of strangers
with tears running down my cheeks. Why is it so difficult to purchase
candy canes and beautiful red bows?
I catch the glimpse of the shoppers, as they try not to stare, while others,
forgetting they are strangers, stop to offer a knowing smile of understanding.
I begin to realize I am not alone with these types of feelings. All of a sudden
the memories come flooding in.
How fortunate I am to have such wonderful memories of my wonderful parents
and the times we shared. Just as quickly as the memories brought tears the
same memories resurfaced to spread joy. Memories have a way of making the
emptiness bearable. I remember. I smile.
My thoughts are once again returned to the children. Their sounds of singing grow closer.
I open my door to find their half- frozen faces, smiling brightly at me.
Christmas without them may never be the same, but, from out of the darkness
pleasant memories flood my heart. I can almost hear my parents voices
telling me the story of this most holy night. Like a message from above,
I listen as the children sing, "Sleep in heavenly peace".
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