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| Mom and I - Christmas 1966 |
The most memorable Christmas I remember as a child is the one that my grandpa and grandma got me a dollhouse like this one...
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| Metal Dollhouse - 1960's |
My most memorable Christmas as an adult was in 1982. I was pregnant with my second child and, on December 18th of that year...36 years ago today, in fact...I went into premature labor.
My little son, Nathan Andrew, was born, and died, on December 19th. I came home from the hospital with empty arms on Christmas Eve.
I won't belabor you by relating the whole story again this year, but, if anyone is interested in reading it, you may do so by clicking HERE. I will say that after Nathan's birth and death day last year, I, finally, had this small remembrance made of my sweet boy...
...and I am hanging it on the tree...right...now.
In a little over an hour it will have been 36 years to the minute. On the anniversary of his birth, and death, the memories come, the pain awakens, and I remember. I will always remember my sweet and precious baby boy. 😢
There is so much more that I would like to share about Christmases past...happy memories and good times..but I just don't have the time, nor the energy, to do so tonight.
Until next time...
~Rebecca
*Joining in with Jean over at So Not Organized and linking up with Tamy over at Chasing My Life for Blogmas 2018
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Rebecca what a bittersweet memory. I am so sorry for your loss of Nathan. I know they say time heals all wounds, but I don;t believe you can ever truly heal from the loss of a child. I do like the remembrance you had made - it's so sweet. I had one made for our Sarah a few years back - it does help.
ReplyDeleteI love that retro picture, so cute! And what an adorable doll house!
Thanks, Tamy. <3
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