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A Memory of Christmas Past

A Memory of Christmas Past

   

This was a common occurrence around the dining room table in La Canada, CA (abt. 1957)

 

My mother, Jean Marie Burnham (1914-2012), was a prolific writer.  Writing was an important part of her life and she was probably one of the last letter writers since the art of pen to paper is rapidly becoming a lost art.  In addition to her letter writing, she would write to the local newspaper editor and create poems filled with her often strong opinions and feelings.    She wanted to leave her thoughts and recollections for others to read so she not only wrote her memoirs, she actually penned her own obituary, not wanting to leave her life story to others (which tells many in our family where the “control-freak” originated).  In her later years, she composed poems for the holidays and included them in family Christmas Cards.

Christmas 2009

        I had a dream the other night.

It was Christmas.

All the family was there

From the eldest to the least.

None were missing.

We were sitting at a long table

In La Canada

In the living room.

We were so happy

Eating, laughing, talking.

I woke up

And reminisced of Christmas’s past.

Then I thought of the time

We would all be in heaven.

The circle would be unbroken.

What a day of rejoicing that would be.

It would be Christmas

Every day.