When I read this story written by Judy Dykstra Brown, (another girl from Murdo), I was saddened at first by the losses she and her sister Patti had experienced in a very short period of time. I want to share with all who read Murdo Girl how they were comforted by an unexpected Christmas gift.
Believe
I don’t know of anyone who loves Christmas as much as my mother did. She could barely wait for Thanksgiving to be over to put up her tree. Those trees were covered with icicles, bubble lights, angel hair and boxes and boxes of ornaments saved and added to over the years: blue or pink plastic birds whose legs fit over the branches so they seemed to be standing on them, a treetop angel with spun white hair and a face cracked and marbled over with age, strands of large lights and later dozens of strands of miniature ones, homemade ornaments, glass balls, plastic stars, candy canes—each year the number of ornaments grew. The tree was always fresh and the largest she could find, screwed into the Christmas tree holder that held water to keep the needles from falling off for as long as possible.
Under the tree was always…
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Thanks for reblogging, Mary. I’m honored. And thanks for the “girl” as well. We’ll always be Murdo girls, right?
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Absolutely!!
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Very nice of you to reference Judy’s story. What an interesting thing to have happen. I am glad it helped the sisters. Thanks for sharing MG.
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You’re welcome 07. Are you getting excited for Christmas with all the little ones?
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Oh yes. That’s what it’s all about!
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I agree!
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I’m glad it touched you. A nice reminder this time of year. If you aren’t following Judy, you should. She is a very talented lady and a good reference for new bloggers like you and me.
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Very generous words, Mary. xo
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I love that you reblogged this story. What a great read. I BELIEVE!!!
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