Friday, December 26, 2014

Tis the day after Christmas

You may be among those  who will fill stores today to change gifts because of wrong sizes or because you don't like the gift. Or you may not be in that throng but  chances are you will hit the grocery stores for batteries,  milk and bread, if nothing else.

The day after Christmas is oftener a downer as excitement is replaced by weariness; half the toys are already broken and bills begin to arrive.  Now we have time to reflect on the true meaning of  Christmas -- Christ was born and died to give us everlasting life.

I can remember as a child the let-down feeling that began Christmas night.  We would return from visiting family in Shreveport to a cold dark house.  Cows had to be milked; chickens and pigs required food, and wood had to be brought into the house and a fire started in the fireplace.

For many years, beginning in 1929 when many family members moved to Shreveport, I suppose to search for jobs, we spent every Christmas away from home. I must have been three when in that year we had 11 inches of snow, with a half inch remaining on the ground to give us our only recognized white Christmas.   It wasn't enough to stop us from traveling in a Ford Model-T to Shreveport and back.

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