"But, Mom, it's been almost three years and
you've not even tried."
"You haven't had a Christmas tree since
passed away, and I think it's time you put
your tree up for display." "Maybe this year
will do it, then she smiled at me. But, I
think today I feel like messing with a
Three weeks until Christmas, as I sat there
my mother's , sipping tea and talking of
my children and my brother's. She preferred
live alone after my dad's death, because
said, she never would become somebody's
So we chatted and enjoyed each other's
company. I told her, " Mom, the kids ask
year about your tree." "They ask why
doesn't like to put it up and trim , so I
them, next time you ask her, you explain to
She just smiled and said, " You tell them I
don't need a tree. Santa comes only to
children, he won't come to me." We laughed
and then I had to leave. I had not made a
She said, "I'll put a little one upon the
On Christmas Day, since Daddy died, we all
went to my mother's. But it was not a happy
time, not like the many others. We would
some things to her, our presents and some
food. She wanted to keep it simple, she
was in the mood.
But this year as we reached her door, the
children started saying, "Mom, there's
something different, we hear Christmas
playing." I knocked and opened up the door,
completely mesmerized. I just could not
believe the scene stretched before my eyes.
Christmas music playing loudly, and smells
filled the air. A Christmas dinner cooking
the tree was sitting there. Fully trimmed
lighted up, like never it had been. A
fire and all the room with decorated trim.
Presents underneath the tree and presents
around. I just stood there looking and I
couldn't make a sound. Stockings hanging by
the fire, so full and each a name, I
what had happened, did my mother go insane?
She came out of the kitchen, with a smile
across her face. "Well." she said, "what
think of grandma's Christmas place?" The
were all excited as they ran to see the
Then, she sat me down and said, "There's
something you must see."
"I went up to the attic after you left here
time . Just to look in it , to see what I
could find." "I saw the Christmas tree
up, but much to my surprise, I also found
gifts your dad had bought before he died."
Around her neck she had a locket, I had
seen. She said, "Here, read this Christmas
card, you'll see just what I mean."
I opened up the Christmas card and it was
from my dad. I started getting teary eyed
started feeling sad. The card was really
beautiful and he had done some writing. It
was really eerie, but was also so exciting.
"Merry Christmas, sweetheart," he had
to my mother, "You know I love this holiday
much more thank any other,"
"I know this may be sad, but this may be
last on earth. But we both know we have
lived it for all that it's worth. We both
that I am ill and may not have much time,
the time we've had together was so very
"I love you so much, sweetheart, and I know
this will be hard, so I put this letter
inside of your Christmas card. I am not
afraid to die for we've had many years.
the thought of leaving you has caused me
"You are my source of living and your love
made me whole. Your love has penetrated
to my very soul. That is why I know,
sweetheart, I am the first to go. But we
will be together, that much I do know."
"A love like ours cannot die out, it is too
strong. I will be the first to leave, but
come along. One day we will be happier
we've ever been. I love you wife, and
and dearest, dearest friend."
"But, sweetheart, please be happy. It will
little while before I once again can see
glowing, gentle smile. One day we will look
back on this and hold each other tight and
never have to look again into the darkest
"I've given you this locket and our
are within, with smiling faces just the way
that it has always been. Christmas at our
house was always such a great affair, with
our loved ones sharing happiness while
"These pictures are from Christmas' past,
show our happiness. And now it will be
different, but I have one final wish. It
the best time of the year and I will still
there. Remember this, and open up this
that you wear."
"Enjoy the friends and family, and the
joyous ring. Just share the love that we
known, and never change a thing. Remember
that this happiness will take you through
years. And when I hold you once again, I'll
wipe away those tears."
I closed the card and wiped my eyes and
a little while. Then, when I looked at
could only see her smile. "This was his
holiday, " my mom said again, and I will
make it happy, until I'm with him again."