tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post5808817877147533578..comments2023-11-02T08:26:45.077-04:00Comments on Life Between the Buns: Sacred moments...Jacquelyn Stagerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04051731884653793193noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post-75236508808999299312012-01-05T11:37:30.716-05:002012-01-05T11:37:30.716-05:00This article is precious. It could be in a Christi...This article is precious. It could be in a Christian magazine..... Love it!Jennifernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post-63633558444538687232012-01-04T20:08:53.561-05:002012-01-04T20:08:53.561-05:00I am so opposite from you Jacquelyn,I'm usuall...I am so opposite from you Jacquelyn,I'm usually glad to put them away! But I love looking at them while they are up. I guess it all depends on experiences!<br />Happy New Year to you! Love Di ♥Dianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11429812875586479256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post-3925999565683885762012-01-03T19:33:10.408-05:002012-01-03T19:33:10.408-05:00I also dread taking the ornaments off the tree...m...I also dread taking the ornaments off the tree...my birthday is January 1, and my dad always took the Christmas tree down on that day. It would make me so sad! Now that I'm grown, I always wait until after my birthday before all the Christmas decorations are put away. As I am typing this, both of my Christmas trees are twinkling...I wont' take them down until this coming weekend.<br /><br />I have found a way to put things away gradually, making it easier for myself...I leave all the snowmen and snowglobes out until the end of January. ;-)Beth E.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04996230415386423039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post-48349515116260633972012-01-03T14:52:40.603-05:002012-01-03T14:52:40.603-05:00Yes, I feel the same way and I was suppose to star...Yes, I feel the same way and I was suppose to start today and the tree is still full and nothing has been done. I just love the way everything looks and this Christmas was so wonderful I want to hang on to it a little longer. Great post!Lois Christensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04769791435665904180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post-85076971531655733252012-01-03T12:04:13.436-05:002012-01-03T12:04:13.436-05:00It IS about relationships! Unique connections wit...It IS about relationships! Unique connections with family members and friends that come to surface at times like these. In a way, it's a review - like for a test....things you forget during the year come to surface as you handle these symbols, however simple they be...<br /><br />(After reading this, I'm thankful I didn't dig too far to decorate a big tree this year! And I think I"ll leave the lights on the "Christmas pole" lit awhile longer...)Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08740950362293427086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post-11632157712433761382012-01-03T10:43:41.022-05:002012-01-03T10:43:41.022-05:00Oh Jacquelyn, how you have hit it right on the hea...Oh Jacquelyn, how you have hit it right on the head for me also. It IS an emotional time, opening the pages of our lives. It is good. The 'cry' always clears the air for me, preparing me, somewhat, for another year of growth, be it happy or sad. I have boxed many of my ornaments which now decorate our children's trees...each box is sealed with our passion.<br />Love your ornaments, your past. We all have one and we all remember somehow. Have a wonderful year. I will look forward to seeing your tree full of love again next Christmas which really is every day.<br />BlessYourHeartDarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16642092433299872708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post-87681643383304570632012-01-03T09:57:41.552-05:002012-01-03T09:57:41.552-05:00I tend to think about the ornaments as they are pu...I tend to think about the ornaments as they are put on the tree. Don and I talk about special ones as I hang them. Since Missy's death, we buy an ornament for her each year. This year, her son gave us an ornament, and we opted for that to be her 2011 ornament. It has a yellow cat on it that reminds me of her cat, Tony. He hated everyone but Missy. I felt so sorry for him after her death. And we have an old yellow Fiestaware pitcher that Don's mother made Kool Aid in when he was a kid. He has such fond memories of that pitcher being used. One Christmas at Cracker Barrel, I found a yellow Fiestaware pitcher ornament just like his prized pitcher. I surprised him with it that year. It is so special to him. I used the girls' baby mobiles for ornaments after they outgrew them. One year, I gave each of them all their special ornaments from the tree. What special memories Christmas has given to us all over the years...a collage of our lives.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post-29700482515754197702012-01-03T09:50:08.631-05:002012-01-03T09:50:08.631-05:00PS---That's Andy, not ElliePS---That's Andy, not EllieElliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12464784534769725079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post-16628777675004316022012-01-03T09:49:40.888-05:002012-01-03T09:49:40.888-05:00Very good post, Mom. It's not Christmas ornam...Very good post, Mom. It's not Christmas ornaments that do this to me--it's usually music. I play old cds that remind me or road trips, ex-girlfriends, high school, falling in love with Ellie, and all the rest. I'm often brought to tears, and I've only got 15 or so years of significant memories consciously attached to them.Elliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12464784534769725079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5423318174382795592.post-69075344731315102152012-01-03T08:22:27.298-05:002012-01-03T08:22:27.298-05:00This sounds so familiar, as if I were writing it i...This sounds so familiar, as if I were writing it instead of reading it. I'm sure many women experience these feelings but you sure managed to put it into words what I can only feel sometimes. I'm so glad I stopped to visit you this morning, though I feel I stumbled onto you in a personal moment. Thank you for sharing this! Keep a box of tissues ever handy!<br />DebDebbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04612935931627314524noreply@blogger.com