My Dad died when I was five so that Christmas my Mom's parents and sister spent Christmas with us. Well this became a Christmas tradition at our home. Every year my Uncle Leonard would pick up my Grandma and Papa and bring them to our house for Christmas Eve. We always ate ham sandwiches and drank tea. My Mom was raising five kids by herself but she always managed to buy the one thing we wanted for Christmas. My Aunt Grace always bought us a coloring book and crayons. My youngest brother and I would lay and color for hours. And around ten they would go home. One year it started snowing around 3 p.m. and I was horrified that they wouldn't come for Christmas because my Papa wouldn't get out. Mom tried to tell me we would still have Christmas but I just couldn't imaging Christmas Eve without my Grandma and Papa, Uncle Leonard and Aunt Grace! I watched that door for hours in sheer panic!LOl And then around 6 in pulled my Uncle Leonard and I was literally jumping for joy as he helped my Papa and Grandma out of the car and walked them to the house!! And when I told him I didn't think he would come, he just hugged me and told me he would never disappoint me! He was the closest thing I had to a Dad. On Christmas Day we spent it with my Grandma and Papa eating at their house and having fun with the entire family. Their house was small so you just found a place to sit and ate out of your lap. But I wouldn't take anything for the love we shared every Christmas. How did you spend your Christmas when you were growing up? Tomorrow I will share Christmas tradition as an adult. Merry Christmas everyone!!!!
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