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• Thursday, December 18th, 2014

Christmas So Far…And a Journey Back

I Love these girls!!! I”m so proud of each of them and their amazing little personalities (Grandma’s comments)

It’s my favorite time of the year! And also the time of year where I feel the most disorganized and NOT on top of things. Ididn’t get Christmas cards done again this year….and even if I had, I lost my address book in our move last year, so I have the process of re-collecting addresses ahead of me. We didn’t get lights up outside because of reno’s, and the inside is only partially decorated. I’ve done no Christmas crafts with the girls yet, and no baking for ourselves or to share with the neighbors. Needless to say, my decorating skills leave lots to be desired.
All of that aside, the Christmas season is alive and well in our home. The girls are good at making sure that Christmas music is pretty much always on, and that sets the mood well!

This year we bought our tree in town. I let Danica pick it out, and I think it’s probably the most perfect tree we’ve ever had. Seriously. That girl has a good eye!

And since this season is all about the “spirit of Christmas” anyways, I think we’ve nailed it :) besides, my favorite part of Christmas is the people.

We’ve also done gingerbread decorating…so I suppose that could count as a “craft” lol.

I wrote a small article for the paper from the town I grew up in, Tumbler Ridge. I’d like to share the article here….it covers my favorite memories of Christmas.
All I want for Christmas is for our girls to lock some of their own precious moments into their hearts, so they can share them with their children!

Merry Christmas, everyone!

“In 1986, our family moved from Faro, Yukon to the brand new town of Tumbler Ridge so my dad could work at the mine. I was only 3 years old, but there are some things that I remember so vividly. I can still remember my first day of kindergarten at TRE, going for picnics at flatbed, and eating burgers with my family at D&G Burgers.
Now that I’ve grown up, I didn’t go very far. I married a man from Carstairs, Alberta, and we live on a quarter section of land on the Tumbler Highway outside of Dawson Creek with our five daughters.
One of my favorite things about living here is that I’m still close to Tumbler. My mom still lives there, and we get to come visit her lots. On any given drive to Tumbler, I can be seen turning down the radio and telling my girls stories of what it was like to grow up there. “When I was a little girl here, it was so quiet that we could ride our bikes down the streets and not see more than one or two cars!” Or “if you take this trail, you can walk up the mountain to the bald spot. My friends and I used to go often when we were teenagers.” They love when I tell them about Grizzly Valley Days, and the parades we used to have.
And at this time of year, I tell them about the Christmas Eve Service growing up, and how we always had an open house at my mom’s after.
I have always appreciated that my mom is a warm, kind person, but it’s because of that, combined with her extreme hospitality, that my childhood memories are as cheerful as they are.
Our home was open to everyone. We had a small, cozy house, but the size didn’t stop mom. I remember years where we were all standing shoulder to shoulder visiting, laughing, and eating….and those memories are some of the happiest! We always had such a family-like closeness with our friends there, and I’ll never forget those relationships.
Christmas looks different now, but I cherish the years that Daniel and I can bring our girls to Tumbler for Christmas. I love being able to recreate some of that Christmas magic I felt as a girl there.
Merry Christmas to my mom, and all of the other extraordinary residents who make Tumbler Ridge what it is!”

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