Angel ornaments and Dave… ~Gabby Angel

I got out my ornaments today, in hopes of getting my Christmas tree decorated. Doing kind of OK until I opened one box. There they were, the lovely silver angel ornaments my husband Dave had gotten for me. It was in 2001, he died May 30th of 2003.

There are a half dozen beauful angels, very unusal and I loved them upon first sight. He got to enjoy them with me for two Christmases…That’s a happy memory. Big mistake on trying for the tree being decorated today, it’s exactly 8 & 1/2 years to the day I lost him to that evil beast cancer.

I try not to pay attention to the 30th of every month, but I usually fail. That may sound rather strange to some people. It’s just the way I am, I make no apologizes for my feelings about Dave to anyone. Anyway, these angel ornaments…Just looking at them reduced me to tears again. The tears dripped onto the angels making me feel even worse. Such a beautiful and loving gift, I feel guilty because Dave doesn’t want me to be sad. I miss him… he was my husband, soulmate and to be taken so young.

It is more difficult at the holidays…It always is, sadly I never quite get used to that. I ended up putting all my ornaments away, maybe tomorrow I will be able to decorate the tree. Maybe tomorrow…I will feel stronger. Maybe tomorrow I won’t cry. Maybe the angel ornaments will work their magic and I can smile. Some days are just more difficult than others. Anyone reading Autumn’s and my blog, you must realize I am an optimistic person.I strive to somehow reach for the upside, the positive. To find a degree of happiness and joy every single day I am alive.Unless you have felt my loss, which I wish on nobody…I suppose it’s hard to understand.

I will round up my twinnie to help me decorate the tree. Autumn will help me make it more joyful, perhaps we will find things to laugh about. We can hang those angel ornaments up together. She is my twin sister, I am blessed…I never take that for granted, never. She knows how I am feeling and helps me as she has been doing since Dave was diagnosed in 1998. Thank you twinnie, for always being there for me…I love you, TF <3=Twins Forever.

The Leprechaun ~ by Autumn Sunshine

In the meadow lives a leprechaun so small

he stands guard sometimes, and feels quite tall

a solitary being wearing red

and it’s also been said

it all depends you see

wearing green is another way to be …

he has a pot of gold

so all sorts of tales are told

by many who feel so bold

Irish through and through

it’s a story which is true

Many types of magic folk

the sprite, the fairy, and the water nymph

hmmmm, what do you think ?

A mystery for sure

is it true or only folk lore ?

Close your eyes and make a wish

you may see a mist

and hear a sound

open your eyes to the magic …

Mommy Kissing Santa Claus? ~ by Gabby Angel

Continuing with a few more Christmas memories of Autumn’s and my younger days. We twinnies had been talking about this particular memory. Again, we were laughing so hard it was pitiful.

The song got barred from our house, for real it did! I did tell Autumn that I highly doubted any of our kind readers would be all that interested in this one memory. She is one convincing twinnie, so write this memory I will.

If any finds it weird, please take it up with Autumn! 😉 This is one that involves the song “I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus“.

I always thought it was a rather odd song, so did Autumn. So we just kind of let it all slide, ignoring the song completely. All I can remember was as very young twinnies asking our Dad and Mom about the lyrics. Of course our parents laughed, assuring us Mommy wouldn’t be kissing Santa! Told us not to worry about, it was just a silly song, we twinnies were OK with that explanation.

A few years go by, we have the two younger sisters(Yes, the middle ones) in residence with us now. As I have revealed in a few other blogs… The now infamous L. and T. These girls being young heard the song for the first time. Asking Dad and Mom, they got the same answer we twinnies had gotten. That didn’t quite satisfy either one, it downright bothered T.

Well, needless to say the song becomes a major deal between the two. Autumn and I broke up one of their arguments…L. was teasing T. relentlessly! On L. was going about what if Mommy did kiss Santa Claus? Wouldn’t Dad be kind of upset? How many Mommys in the world would kiss Santa? T. argues back about L. being stupid and insists it was only a dumb song cause only Daddy kisses Mommy, so just shut up she added.Things got ugly as they gave each other a little shove, some minor hair pulling, too. Twinnies to the rescue, we each took one off to neutral corners to settle themselves down. They were OK for a day or so…Until L. brings the song up again! That girl just could never give things a rest…Loving to stir up T. and teasing her about “What if Mommy kisses Santa Claus?”

Autumn and I were sitting with them playing a kid’s card game. Sadly we all had snacks of juice and animal cookies…Look out, a food fight breaks out! Mom and Dad come running into our playroom…L. and T. both wearing juice and animal cookie crumbles. Autumn and I had even gotten splashed… Not a happy sight, chaos in full bloom. All over the ridiculous song! Well, in our house the song got banned to avoid any continued arguments. After the food fight L. and T. stopped the whole song discussion, thankfully.

I do need to ask…anyone still reading by now have any thoughts? Do you like the song, hate the song or remain indifferent? Just curious, I highly doubt anyone had this kind of dispute such as occurred between these two little sisters…Or did you? Do share! Autumn says this is a charming story…Uh huh, the kind readers can decide I say 😉 🙂

The World is Changing ~by Autumn Sunshine

Here and there

and everywhere

one can see the signs that many care

we all should dare

wonder how this world will fare …

lessons learned

through the ages many have turned

and burned

with rage

if only we could gauge

the fate of tomorrow

and not waste time to borrow

a thought or two

of what is true

we open our eyes

and should have no surprise

The world is changing

and rearranging

we are in danger

of losing so much …

hold out your hand to a stranger

and just try, it can’t hurt you know

it only will show

that many still really do care

if we all can just share …

A Lump of Coal for You! ~ by Gabby Angel

I remembered this one Christmas season of Autumn’s and my youth. Having to share the memory with her, we both ended up laughing like crazy.

Some of these are the memories of our young days, we twinnies just endlessly laugh about now. At the time, we were kind of surprised at one of our younger sisters. I know, I have written about the two middle sisters more than a few times. I just can’t seem to help myself, those two girls when they were younger! Clashing all the time, bickering, picking on each other and sometimes pulling pranks.

Our family had one week to go until Christmas…Our parents were overjoyed at the pretty good behavior by all of us. Of course Autumn and I were almost 11 years old. The two sisters were 7 and 5&1/2…They are only 18 months apart. Autumn and I seriously did try to keep those two younger sisters in line. Not an easy job either, I must say…The closer we got to Christmas the worse they were getting along!

Decorating Christmas cookies a fight broke out between the two, each ended up covered in icing. L. had dumped pretty sprinkles on T. to sweeten her up. That’s what she said, her exact words…Mom was not impressed, to put it mildly! Next round, Autumn and I were helping them paint Christmas pictures, using water colors. Big mistake, an argument over L. using the red paint when T. wanted to. Instead of sharing, like we were taught…Well, we’ll just say it’s good water colors washed out of clothes!

On it went, so when L. showed me a small box she wanted help in wrapping for T. I was thrilled! I should have been suspious when she wouldn’t let me look inside the box. Claiming it was a nice surprise, I bought into it…After all Christmas was only a day away. They had decided to make peace, L.. was giving T. a little trinket…I am so naive at times!

So, Christmas morning dawns and we all set to unwrapping presents…Yay! L. was acting so nice to T. and smiling finally presented her with the secret gift. Autumn and I exchanged smiles, Mom and Dad did, too. Imagine the looks on our faces…T. unwrapped her gift, a lump of coal! For real, L. had gone to great lengths to search out a lump of coal with one of her friends help. It was the ultimate prank, and one I still remember so well.

Kind of strange, but those two sisters are the best of buddies as they’ve gotten older. Neither seems to remember all their fighting as Mom, Autumn and I do. In asking L. if she remembered the lump of coal present…Go figure, she had a memory lapse!

The best of love ~ Autumn Sunshine

We really have the best of love

the stars above

do shine

yours and mine

So we are here

with so much cheer

another surprise it seems today

flowers for me and kisses coming your way

the wonder that is you and me

is plain to see

Dazzling rays of sunshine and wishes that come true

How did we get so lucky and who

would have ever known?

now time has shown

the seeds of love are sown

“Follow the sun”, the winds whisper aloud

the sages are proud

of a couple so loving and alive

there is magic afoot, just listen

the sun will glisten

and we will smile …

Who was That Santa? ~ by Gabby Angel

This is a happy, but now mysterious memory…But I feel compelled to write about it. As the title states Who was that Santa? Indeed, and I still haven’t uncovered the answer! Boy oh boy, does that ever bug me. I was chatting and remembering with Autumn about Christmas memories of our youth.

We had a good few laughs over some of them…Mostly involving our four younger sisters. Not to pick on them, honest…They all just had some amusing things about them I need to share. Perhaps I will need to share some of those at another time with the nice people who read our blog.

This one is about the mystery Santa’s real and true identity who paid us a visit when we were close to six years old. Autumn seriously thought I had the answer, but I didn’t. I just love how that twinnie assumes I can remember things from the past when she can’t! That is the case at times, but this wasn’t one of them.

Anyway, this Santa Claus showed up at our very own home at that young age. Of course Autumn and I were beyond thrilled. It was all very nice, a pleasant surprise and he came bearing gifts! Of course we weren’t shy, so we had a fine chat with Santa assuring him we had been good all year long.;) I know, you are no doubt chuckling now. It’s the line all kids use, I know. Soon he was on his way…He supposedly had other kids to visit. Maybe he did, maybe he didn’t we were young twinnies.Autumn and I still believed in Santa Claus, so we were easy to fool.

It wasn’t our Dad, he was with us, Mom and the baby sister who was sleeping. I asked our Mom about the identity of the Santa after Autumn and I had the chat…She says she doesn’t remember! I had to tease her about protecting the fake Santa’s identity as to not disillusion me…By chance I still believed. 😉 So the mystery remains, Dad is now in Heaven so I can’t ask him. The now grown up baby sister was sleeping…She is of no help to solve this one.

Well, Autumn and I are left pondering this one…The case of “Who was That Santa?” It will have to remain an unsolved mystery I hate to say!

Pixie rings and fairy wings ~by Autumn Sunshine

Pixie rings

and fairy wings

a sprite or two around

also here an elf abounds

listen, though you’ll hear no sound

have no fear

all that enter here

from far or near

will only see the good

in even a glance

you’ll see a unicorn dance

and prance

among the flowers

and showers

of sparkling fairy dust

magic is a must

in this land of happy times

another rhyme

is always fine

just take a stroll

and soon you’ll know

anything is possible, just believe …

Memories of Christmas Trees… ~by Gabby Angel

Again, I am writing about a Christmas memory. I talked this over with Autumn and we agreed it would be fun for me to write a few more Christmas memories. What is anyone else thinking of the idea? Please do feel free to voice your opinions, you kind readers. We twinnies won’t hold it against you, honest…We firmly believe in speaking the truth. Autumn will still be writing her lovely poetry, so no changes there!

This is a memory of trimming the Christmas tree, a time of during the twinnies younger days. We, as a family always had so much fun trimming or decorating the tree. Our Dad and Mom made a really good time of it, there were a few rules of course.

We all kept them fairly well, too I have to say. This one year in particular is one our Mom had me strolling down Christmas memory lane with. Dad got the tree all set up in the stand, it was a real tree and well over six feet tall. We had Christmas music on the stereo, everyone was singing…Mom was sorting through the boxes of ornaments with Autumn and I carefully helping. Dad was getting around to checking all the strands of lights…I even remember the song that was playing.

It was “Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire”…I will always remember that song and connect it with this memory, too! Autumn and I were about 11 years old, that would make the other sisters 71/2, 6, and the baby sister in residence not quite 2 years old. You would have thought she may have been the one who decided to misbehave…Nope. It was the middle sisters L. & T. as they were referred to in a couple other blogs.

Dad had just finished getting all the lights on the tree, those two sisters had been dancing around with their favorite stuffed animal. Dad had already warned them not to get too close to the Christmas tree…Well, L.’s stuffed animal had bumped into T.’s stuffed animal. By mistake? Well, probably not…That is all it took T. gave L. a big old shove, L. shoved back and oops! They had gotten too close to the Christmas tree! So, oh no…The tree started to topple, by some miracle Dad stopped it from falling completely.

He righted the tree, L.and T. were now in their little rocking chairs way on the other side of the room. They were scared into silence by the way, and warned to stay put…They did. Mom and Dad gave them quite a lecture, but didn’t have the heart to send them to their room. Dad decided to secure the tree to the wall, it was in a corner and I’m not sure how he did it but the tree got safely anchored.

That started a new tradition…Every year the tree got safely anchored, Dad was no fool. Anyway, L. and T. still were not speaking to each other, giving one another dirty looks…But the tree trimming got pretty much nicely, calmy done. With even a lot of fun and it turned out just beautifully…

What a memory. Ever since this year that the Christmas tree almost toppled, I am reminded when I hear that one Christmas song.Yes indeed, never do I hear “Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire” without flashing back to that event. I still love the song, it just makes me chuckle a tiny bit. 😉 🙂