Mine was in 1981 in Lansdale, Pennsylvania. My husband and I had in previous years lived too far from family to visit during Christmas. In the spring of 1981 we moved to within a four-hour drive from relatives, and we expected to spend the holidays with family for the first time in a few years. That didn't happen.
Instead we spent Christmas eve and the following day in North Penn Hospital awaiting the birth of our first child. Our son was born at 5 am on Christmas day. I remember feeling the same sense of excitement and anticipation waiting for the baby to be born because we didn't know if it would be a boy or a girl. That anticipation was reminiscent of the childhood years when I would look forward to Christmas day.
So to date, 1981 is my most memorable Christmas. Of course every Christmas since has been better and better, sharing it with two more children, my darling daughters. This year our family grew again with the addition of a son-in-law. We're richly blessed.
What's your most memorable Christmas?
3 comments:
Such a sweet story! You can sympathize with Mary.
One of the strangest Christmases was going to Chinese wedding reception (very different) and then working tons of overtime, for I had worked satellites and we had a launch over Christmas.
Hello Megan....Having a baby on Christmas is, indeed, most memorable. Thanks for sharing. Probably one of my most memorable holidays was spent in Central America where they let off fireworks on Christmas Eve at midnight! Take care. Sincerely, Susan from writingstraightfromtheheart.blogspot.com
Such a wonderful post. You have such a great way of putting everything - the author in you. :)
Blessings to you in 2010.
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