Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Holiday Ornament Memory

I remember always loving my Grandmother's Christmas Tree. It was covered in white porcelain ornaments of various shapes and sizes. The old fashioned kind you can't buy anymore. When she died, her belongings were split among her children and I was disappointed not to receive any of the ornaments I treasured. I never told anyone. A year later, I received a package in the mail at Thanksgiving. It held a dozen white porcelain snowflakes. Thank you to whomever sent it to me. I wish I knew who you were and how you knew how desperately I wanted them.


  1. Wow! This is sweet. I wish I knew who, too. God heard you! Were they the exact same snowflakes ornaments Grandma had?

    Great to see your magic again. Keep it up.

  2. Yes. They were from one of my aunts or uncles. I really don't know who since there was no return address and they all lived in the same city. That, and no one will fess up to it.

  3. This reminds me of something....I may need to write about.

    I can here the disappointment and longing. What a wonderful surprise.