A Country Christmas Memory was pieced together with four bloggers sharing from the heart. At the end of this post I want to invite you to visit the ladies who participated in this get together.
This time of year floods my heart with memories and moments to remember the good things that make us who we are.
Christmas takes me back to when I was a kid when life was a lot simpler.
We begin with a trip to Nana’s house, this included my brother, Dad and I hunting through the hills for the perfect Christmas tree. Going to Nana’s house was always an adventure; there was this sense of possibilities in the country that I found inspiring.
I grew up in a small town and she lived on acreage outside city limits, something about her place felt real and right.
Every time we arrived she greeted us kids with hugs and smiles; you felt like the most important person in the world.
Her home wasn’t anything special and it didn’t matter because her focus was on us kids.
She never devoured us with gifts, instead she placed pocket change in recycled Vicks jars and on special occasions like Christmas or Birthdays a Hershey bar was a bonus surprise.
She would always say, “You can treat yourself to something at the dime store.”
Do you remember the Dime store?
I guess if you compared it to a store today it would be similar to a gas station stop where you choose grab and go items. Or maybe it’s more like a Dollar Store?
I loved the dime stores where I grew up especially at Christmas because they always had displays with cute figurines that resembled a simple life.
I would get lost in thought glancing at each one because they made me smile.
These figurines are from my childhood they’ve been in my family as long as I can remember. Each one symbolizes what I love about Christmas, the music that touches our heart, the candy canes that remind us why we celebrate, and the innocence of children.
If you think about it, Christmas is for the children…
Each season my mom displayed these figurines on the kitchen window with small candle trees and angel hair.
I was always excited to see them resurface, even as a teenager because they had this effortless appearance.
When we moved to the farm my mom mailed me those same figurines, it was by far the neatest gift and reminded me of those visits at Nana’s farm and the Dime Store at Christmas time.
I was excited to receive them and felt like a child opening each one.
Since then each year I display these figurines in a different setting reminding me that as our lives move forward it’s those quaint memories that keep Christmas real and focused, because living simple is where my heart shines.
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