Daily Joys and Simple Pleasures

Daily Joys and Simple Pleasures


Between Friends – Stories for the Holiday

My Friend, and phraseologist with Focus Phrase™ is Ellen Lambert.  you can follow her at:  http://www.braveheartwomen.com/ellenoutloud    Also you can review her Focus Phrase options on Facebook at A New Way – Radmacher Focus Phrase
She shares her holiday views today:

Somewhere in my collection of precious keepsakes is a photograph of my Sister, Grandmother and I, snuggled up on a red paisley sofa in identical Lanz of Salzberg nightgowns. They were oversized, exceptionally soft, and cozy as all get out.

That’s one of those memories so indelibly printed in my mind that any trigger – like a loveseat, a paisley pattern, or a flannel nightgown, can conjure up that moment. I guess some moments are just snuzzier than others!

Those nightgowns were Christmas presents, opened early. Funny how the best memories aren’t so much about the presents as the memories we make with them.

That year it was snuggling on the couch with Grama. Another year it was a ping-pong table. The table was cool, to be sure, but it was the memories made playing with my Dad when he got home from work that I treasure the most.

One of the least expensive gifts I remember getting were these plastic water rockets. My Dad worked in aerospace, so he spun some story about them being top-secret prototypes for the Apollo missions. Hey, I was seven. I believed him.

Anyway, you filled these toys with water, pumped several times, pushed in a lever and whoosh! They soared really, really high. Naturally, the first couple of missiles went right on the roof and ours was not an easy one to get on to or off of. Surprisingly, my Dad didn’t grouse or fuss. Guess he was having too much fun. We spent hours playing with them.

Which is all to say, this Christmas? Maybe we need to focus less on what’s hot and what’s not, and more on what’s going to be remembered twenty years from now.

Let’s consider getting the kind of gifts that make memories, especially the snuzzy kind!
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