The Ghosts of Christmas Past...

... yes, the ghost of Christmas past came to visit me last night. At our family Christmas Party. Each year my whole family gets together on Christmas Eve to exchange gifts, eat, and have fun. Last night was not Christmas Eve as you all know. That would be the first thing that was wrong with me. The tradition was broken.... but that wasn't my main problem.

My gramma passed away in January...
this is my first Christmas without her :(

As I talked with all of my family members last night about their Christmas plans I looked over to where my gramma's chair used to be.

Then I looked under the Christmas tree... our special gifts from gramma were absent.

Every year my gramma wrapped boxes of chocolate covered cherries special for everyone. This year my chocolate covered cherries were bought by my daddy at WalMart and they just don't taste the same.

As I looked around my gramma's house last night I didn't realize how much it had changed without her there. They have new carpet on the floor, new paint on the walls, new furniture...

I didn't realize how much I had missed my gramma until last night.

Then I remembered last Christmas Eve I sang to her. One of her favorite Christmas songs.
Today as I listen to this song I have a new understanding of what it means. It is not necessarily for someone in love with a person of the opposite sex, but maybe for me. For a little girl without her gramma on Christmas for the first time in seventeen years...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QnT8sYz_ASk

Merry Christmas,
Britany <3