My Christmas present
I did not want to do Christmas this year. But Christmas came anyway.
Christmas morning, I decided to go out for a walk. I was spending Christmas at my daughter's; the evening had been fun, especially watching the little ones opening their gifts. But this morning, I needed to be alone, so left them warm and cozy in front of the fire place.
The sun shone down between patches of clouds. It was cold. Not having a plan at all, I just walked. After about 10 minutes or so, I realized I was in the neighbourhood of my dear husband's childhood home. Somehow my feet had taken me in that direction.
I stood on the sidewalk, looking at his old house, inhaling the clear cold air and absorbing Christmases past; imagining David as a child, opening Christmas presents, playing street hockey, eating turkey with his family.
There was nobody about, so I took my time. If anyone looked out their window and saw me staring at the house - too bad.
I walked on down the street and came to the Lake. It was beautiful in its serenity; snow-covered trees at the shoreline, calm water, soft clouds, quiet and peaceful. All of a sudden the sun burst forth, as if David was saying "Hi - Merry Christmas! I was waiting for you!!" He wrapped me up in his warmth and it felt good.
Just then a dog came running up and stuck it's nose between my legs. The owners were horrified, but I just laughed and petted the dog. Now, I know David was here, and he really wanted to get between my legs! What a nice Christmas gift!
Christmas morning, I decided to go out for a walk. I was spending Christmas at my daughter's; the evening had been fun, especially watching the little ones opening their gifts. But this morning, I needed to be alone, so left them warm and cozy in front of the fire place.
The sun shone down between patches of clouds. It was cold. Not having a plan at all, I just walked. After about 10 minutes or so, I realized I was in the neighbourhood of my dear husband's childhood home. Somehow my feet had taken me in that direction.
I stood on the sidewalk, looking at his old house, inhaling the clear cold air and absorbing Christmases past; imagining David as a child, opening Christmas presents, playing street hockey, eating turkey with his family.
There was nobody about, so I took my time. If anyone looked out their window and saw me staring at the house - too bad.
I walked on down the street and came to the Lake. It was beautiful in its serenity; snow-covered trees at the shoreline, calm water, soft clouds, quiet and peaceful. All of a sudden the sun burst forth, as if David was saying "Hi - Merry Christmas! I was waiting for you!!" He wrapped me up in his warmth and it felt good.
Just then a dog came running up and stuck it's nose between my legs. The owners were horrified, but I just laughed and petted the dog. Now, I know David was here, and he really wanted to get between my legs! What a nice Christmas gift!
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