Thursday, December 15, 2005
By Linda Jones
This is our annual Christmas greetings issue and time for my wish list and letter to Santa along with all the other childrens letters.
Somehow though, I dont think Santa can get me what I want this year. But here goes anyway...
Ive been a good girl this year. Well, I tried at least.
And its been a hard year. I lost my sister in March. She was only 58.
We lost Mammaw later on in the year. She was a bit older than 58 she and Pappaw had been married 64 years, I believe. Not only did I have to comfort me, but my granddaughters needed lots of comfort. Mammaw was a very important part of their lives. Our youngest granddaughter still wont eat cornbread, because Mammaw didnt make it.
One of Pappaws favorite stories is about Gremlin she was about 2 years old and he was holding her in the kitchen and she reached out and snatched a piece of cornbread while Mammaw was setting it on the table. She looked very serious and said, Good cornbread is hard to come by! Pappaw cries now when he tells that story.
We lost a much-loved kindergarten teacher also this year. Mrs. Crosky is sorely missed by 34 years of students, along with her real family.
And Santa, Monday, one of The South Reporters best friends passed away. He was Barrys good friend and the rest of us also cared for him. Id called him many a time for help and advice and he was unfailingly kind and helpful above and beyond the call of duty.
Santa, I cant read Barrys column about Dan yet. Maybe you can read it to me after Christmas?
Theres so much that I want for Christmas this year.
I want Pappaw to start eating again. I want my brother-in-law Gene to laugh and play in the backyard with all 18 of the assorted kids in our family. I want to hear Mrs. Crosky tell me one more time how special my grandchildren are to her (I have an idea she said that to a great many parents and grandparents).
And Santa, I have an even taller order how about world peace?
Maybe some comfort for the Hurricane Katrina victims and the tsunami victims and all the troops fighting I dont care what country they belong to or where theyre fighting. They all have mothers and families too.
But you know Santa, its not all sadness everywhere. In fact, we might all try singing Louis Armstrongs version of Its a Wonderful World.
It is, you know. And weve been blessed to have such wonderful people in our lives.
Oh, and Santa, I know most of the little girls want those new Bratz dolls now.
But I still want a Barbie...
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