suespud wrote:Reading a post on here reminded me about the year we moved on the 10th of December.
The dates had been pushed back and back....Christmas arrangements were put on the back burner. I only had one child at the time and he was only 18 months old so he wasn't really aware, but the most important thing to me was to get moved in quickly so I could put my Christmas Trees up !!
We moved in and two days later our trees were up and I was all Christmass.
That Christmas was one of the best ever...new home...New Year....and little did I know then..but new baby on the way !!!
We moved into this house in December 18th 2012. We knew it needed work, but until we moved in had no idea quite how much, and when we walked in I seriously thought we had ruined our lives completely, but four years on - and an awful LOT of money - we have made it comfortable. But that was another memorable Christmas. We worked like slaves getting it straight enough to make an attempt at Christmas for two of our children.Dancing Queen wrote:1989 was my most memorable, we had moved house in the August but our house sale had fallen through and a bridging loan was crippling us so to sell the week before Christmas was a huge relief, thankfully we had made the decision to move I don't think I would have coped very well with Christmas and a move oh and there was definitely no 'new home, new year,new baby' by eck Sue you don't do things by halves do you
How lovely that you could all make a special last Christmas for your dad, and special memories for everyone. Both my grandmothers died in Christmas week, so Christmas is always tinged with a little sadness.suespud wrote:A bitter sweet very very memorable Christmas with some very sad and amazingly happy moments was the year my dad was given six weeks to live, on Christmas Eve.
We knew he was terminal ( asbestos), but we were not expecting it to happen so soon.
I was with my mam and dad in the car on the way back from the hospital, so we all discussed how we were going to handle it. My children were aged 8,6 and 5
My dad was amazing, he said just lets not say anything and let's make some special memories for the kids...which we did.
We spent almost every hour we could together, My mam and dad slept at our house for the whole of the Christmas week....we sang in the New Year, through many tears...Hugged and expressed our love for each other..my dad was surrounded by love from his whole family.He dressed up as Santa..had his photo taken with the kids and us.
He was in pain a lot though and there were some dark times..but these were shielded from the kids.
We had lots of family and friends come visit, to say their goodbyes, but always left smiling, after my dad joked with them.
A very very memorable Christmas.xxxxxxxx
He died peacefully on Feb 4th. 1994. Age 63.
I still miss him terribly...but it always makes me smile when I think about him and that Christmas
CaroleF wrote:Mine would be the Christmas of 1978 - we had married in January of that year. My parents came to spend Christmas with us and my husband's parents lived next door - yes living next door to the in-laws - but it worked fine. Anyway on Christmas morning we did all the present opening and when all was done I said I had two more things to give out - two cards, one I gave to my mother and one to my mother-in-law. The one to my mother said on the front - Happy Christmas Nana, and the one to my mother-in-law - Happy Christmas Grandma (my mother was already a Nana). Inside I'd written, Happy Christmas from your Grandchild, due in August! Both mothers then had tears in their eyes and their respective husbands just looked on not knowing quite what to say apart from the good suggestion "Where's the Champagne?" All four Grandparents are gone now but I'll never forget that Christmas.
Carole
