I was thrilled to be invited to Sally Cronin’s Smorgasbord Invitation blog and share a Christmas story of my own. Sally is running a Smorgasbord of Christmas reading, music, books and authors, and various entertainment. I hope you enjoy my story and when you continue reading at Sally’s blog, have a look around and see all the goodies she has going on, something for everyone.
“Today’s guest is no stranger to many of you as Debby Gies, author D.G. Kaye speeds through the Internet like a express train, promoting all of us with elegance and sincere friendship. She is a terrific supporter of Indie authors and you will find interviews, reviews and posts on life at https://atomic-temporary-200280624.wpcomstaging.com
Childhood Christmas Wishes and My First Biggest Tree by D.G. Kaye
As each December approached, I’d take in the views of the glorious glow of Christmas lights and decorations sprouted everywhere, from the street light posts to the homes we’d pass while driving by them, sparkling in all their glory. I was a child and wanted so badly to be part of Christmas.
Coming from a family that didn’t practice much of religion, and having Orthodox Jewish grandparents on my paternal side, didn’t afford me the luxury of having a Christmas tree. This didn’t mean that I didn’t love Christmas and all special festivities I’d witnessed on TV and from visiting friend’s homes who celebrated. I envied the kids who spent fun times with their families, doing traditional holiday things such as wrapping presents, singing carols and most especially, decorating the tree. Oh how I longed to have a bright and sparkly Christmas tree in my home.
When I was very young I didn’t understand why I couldn’t be a part of the festive season, and nobody explained religion to me, other than being told by CONTINUE READING . . .
Glad you reblogged, Deb. Gave me another chance to share your beautiful Christmas story ?
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Of course I’d have to reblog T. 🙂 And thanks for being such a wonderful supporter and sharer. ❤ xo
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Lovely to have you over as always Debby.. love and hugs ♥
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Thanks again Sal. It was lovely to be able to share my story at your place. xo:)
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Thank you Debby for bringing the sparkle to the party.. hugs ♥
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I always travel with glitter Sal. 🙂 xoxo
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Bring at least 3 tubes to the bash, girlfriend. I have a feeling we’re gonna need it 🙂 ♥
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🙂 🙂 🙂 ❤
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Thanks for telling me your Christmas story, Deb. I was raised with Christmas. For my grandmas, it was mostly about food and cooking. It was also about singing together and playing with my cousins. Many years ago, Winter Solstice became more meaningful to me. I love knowing just when the earth pauses in relationship to the sun and begins to tilt in the opposite direction. Let’s light the candles and pour the wine.
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Aw thanks Elaine for dropping by and sharing your own celebrations. I can definitely see where Winter Solstice would have much meaning for you. Candles are lit. Cheers to you and happy holidays Elaine. ❤
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Great post, Debby. In Penistone, where I live (these days it seems only sometimes) they hang trees on the façades of the buildings of the main street. Not very big trees but… I don’t know if it’s the same in Canada, but in the UK some people seem to compete to have the most outrageous Christmas decorations and it can become a passtime to go and see…
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Now that’s an interesting ritual, hanging trees on buildings. I’ve never seen that, and I do know many people go to town decorating their trees but I wasn’t aware there is any competition. 🙂
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You never cease to entertain, Debby. Your scotch pine story brought a smile to my face and I imagined you with your friends lugging that pine tree out the window! 🙂 Merry Christmas and Happy Hannuka.
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Lol Carol, thanks. You know me! Glad I brought you a smile. And Happy holidays, Merry Christmas to you too my friend. ❤
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Delightful story Deb, have commented over at Sally’s… 🙂 ❤ 🙂
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Thanks Sher. ❤ xo
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You’re very welcome Deb 🙂 ❤ xo
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❤ ❤
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