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So, I have had a hard time getting into the spirit of things this year, but here is a thread to find out... who has decorated, who hasn't, who celebrates what, or is this season just another day for you... any strange traditions... maybe you all can help me get into the swing of things...
I will share something personal, those of you who know me better than just on here may have seen thise already, but I wrote it back in 2007 while my husband was deployed... I'm sure you have all heard the Soldiers Silent Night... here is my version...I guess you could say that I adapted it for those of us left to worry...
T’was the night before Christmas, She was living alone
for so many months she worked, to keep it a home
Down the chimney I came, and something didn’t feel right
No presents or tree was anywhere in sight
The only decoration placed in this small living room
Was a figure of me and baby Jesus, my eyes continued to roam
I heard carols softly playing, as I looked towards the couch
She lay sleeping, alone and seemed as small as a mouse
On the table near her head, I wasn’t surprised
A picture of a soldier, I had already realized
I knew where I was, and who lived in this dwelling
Filled with so much love I could feel my own heart swelling
She had never enlisted or volunteered
But she made sacrifices for her country, the Army
And the one she held dear
She opened her eyes, and I took off my hat
She smiled at me and I smiled back
“I can not bring you what you really wish for,
But he is safe tonight” I said, wishing to give more
Her eyes filled with joy and she whispered to me,
“I won’t spend Christmas Day alone,
I’ll be surrounded with family and friends in their homes,
Don’t worry about me, you must move on to the next,
Go deliver the candy, teddy bears and train sets.”
As she drifted to sleep, with a little less worry
I picked up my sack, but I still felt sorry
Here was this woman, again thinking of others
And as she slept on the couch, a bed empty upstairs,
She waited for her soldier and husband, with out any tears.
I continued to stare at this angle on earth,
And wished I could just sit longer on my place on the hearth.
She knew that I wanted to stay, and that was enough for her
So I turned to continue to deliver the rest of my cheer.
And at each home I stopped at, with each gift delivered
Her final words gave me shivers…
“Merry Christmas to all, and may God bless each this night.”
I will share something personal, those of you who know me better than just on here may have seen thise already, but I wrote it back in 2007 while my husband was deployed... I'm sure you have all heard the Soldiers Silent Night... here is my version...I guess you could say that I adapted it for those of us left to worry...
T’was the night before Christmas, She was living alone
for so many months she worked, to keep it a home
Down the chimney I came, and something didn’t feel right
No presents or tree was anywhere in sight
The only decoration placed in this small living room
Was a figure of me and baby Jesus, my eyes continued to roam
I heard carols softly playing, as I looked towards the couch
She lay sleeping, alone and seemed as small as a mouse
On the table near her head, I wasn’t surprised
A picture of a soldier, I had already realized
I knew where I was, and who lived in this dwelling
Filled with so much love I could feel my own heart swelling
She had never enlisted or volunteered
But she made sacrifices for her country, the Army
And the one she held dear
She opened her eyes, and I took off my hat
She smiled at me and I smiled back
“I can not bring you what you really wish for,
But he is safe tonight” I said, wishing to give more
Her eyes filled with joy and she whispered to me,
“I won’t spend Christmas Day alone,
I’ll be surrounded with family and friends in their homes,
Don’t worry about me, you must move on to the next,
Go deliver the candy, teddy bears and train sets.”
As she drifted to sleep, with a little less worry
I picked up my sack, but I still felt sorry
Here was this woman, again thinking of others
And as she slept on the couch, a bed empty upstairs,
She waited for her soldier and husband, with out any tears.
I continued to stare at this angle on earth,
And wished I could just sit longer on my place on the hearth.
She knew that I wanted to stay, and that was enough for her
So I turned to continue to deliver the rest of my cheer.
And at each home I stopped at, with each gift delivered
Her final words gave me shivers…
“Merry Christmas to all, and may God bless each this night.”
