My Mother, God rest her sweet soul had wished for a White Christmas ever since I can remember. She was like a child at Christmas she always made it so special for us. She would play the song White Christmas until she wore the 45 out eventually. She would listen to all of the weather people and say it might snow this Christmas and we would say yeah Mom, sure. If there was as much as a flurry she would run in fling back the drapes as we called them then and say look snow it is snowing, I bet it will stick it’s cold enough. At Christmas, it was hard to know who the bigger kid was us or her. She kept us laughing and we just appeased her with her dreaming of a White Christmas only once in the history here in Alabama in the weather record books did it snow at Christmas and big snow to about 5 inches and for Alabama that was a lot.
That snow came on December 25, 2010, just 2 months after my Mother’s death. I remember waking up to that snow and dropping to my knees and weeping. In all my grief over the loss of her, she is in my heart. She had let me know she was home and ok with the one thing she wanted all those years on Christmas but never happened until the first Christmas 2 months after her death. To some of you I know what you’re thinking ok, but allow me to have that, I chose to believe that and I still do and always will.
When we lose someone we love so much and our lives change forever from that loss, we need that heartfelt feeling that in some way they are letting us know, if anything their guardian Angels are letting us know all is well and we can move forward with a softer heart. Either way, I am thankful for that only snow recorded in History on Christmas Day here in Alabama! It let me know that love lives on, even after death. What do you think, Do any stories of your own you want to share in the comment section, it’s the season let’s share.
