Sunday, December 8, 2013

O little star, you hold so many memories~

 
 
The above star was on my parent's first Christmas tree in about 1936. So, it is a little over 70 years old. My mother told me she thinks they paid about ten cents for it. It has hung on every family Christmas tree since 1936. My parents were married during the Great Depression so they had very little material things. My mom told me that my daddy worked all one autumn digging up tree stumps from a farmer's field so that they could afford a winter coat for my sister. What my parents lacked in material wealth, they had an abundance of wealth in what really matters: love and devotion for each other and for their family. After my parents went to heaven, I made sure that we carried on with the tradition of our Christmas star. When I put up my tree each year, the little gold star is the first ornament I put on. It always has a place of honor on our tree. This little star has seen the ebb and flow of life and the love that a family has for each other over these past 70 years. When my grandchildren come for Christmas Eve each year, I show them the Christmas star and tell them the story of our mom and poppie and the love they have for each of them. My dear sweet friends, thank you for letting me share the story of our Christmas star with you.  
 
 

8 comments:

Happy Cottage Quilter said...

Vicki, this is such a sweet post. What a wonderful way to remember your parents and honor the love they had for their family. Thanks for sharing your story about the Christmas star.

Hugs,
Jocelyn

Julie Marie said...

Hello dear friend... I love the story of your beautiful Christmas star... yes, you and I were blessed to grow up in a simpler, gentler time... and both of us blessed with families where love was the most priceless gift of all... I always love sharing your memories with you... as we have said to each other before, many of our memories are much the same... I am sure your little grandchildren love hearing the story too... thank you for sharing your beautiful star and equally beautiful precious memories with me... I know your mama and daddy are smiling as they look at the star... high up in your tree... in her own place of honor... xoxo Julie Marie

Patty Sumner said...

What a wonderful family tradition and story. Those are some wonderful memories to pass down...The little star will always have a great story to be told of love and devotion.. Thanks for sharing. Blessings!

The Old Parsonage said...

This story brought tears to my eyes. I have a blue bell shaped ornament that was my Grams. She and my Pap sound a lot like your parents.

Enjoy your memories!

Leann

The Quintessential Magpie said...

Oh, sweet friend... this made me tear up in a good way. How special that star is and how special you and your parents are/were! Love to you now and throughout the Christmas season and always...

XO,

Sheila

Bev C said...

Hello Vicki,

This is so lovely, a true family heirloom. We realise how lucky we are now. Merry Christmas to you.

Happy days.
Bev.

Carol Roll said...

So lovely. Wonderful blog!

Marianne said...

O my goodness, Vicki, dearest, I'm sure there is a little Christmas Star tale in this sweet story of yours. What sweet memories you have, and I love how you tell your grandchildren about it every year. They will remember it and the tradition will go on. Thank you for sharing this wondrous sweet story. It has truly inspired me...
Ahhh, I already have it..."The Little Christmas Star's Journey", and it will be a journey unlike the journey of the first Christmas star throughout Bethlehem, a journey through its family's fondest memories, laughter and tears.

I hope your Christmas is the sweetest with many blessings,

Sending love and hugs,
Marianne xo