Officially Christmas Season

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Serendipity, as you know is one of my favorite words and philosophies to help in appreciating life.

“Serendipity is a propensity for making fortuitous discoveries while looking for something unrelated.”

For me– it’s a grateful heart tucked amidst the lights.

Last year I had such fun posting wonderful Christmas stories.  The response from my wonderful friends in Blog-land was  overwhelmingly wonderful.

Amazing to find so many like minded friends who love stories that tug at your heart and might bring a tear to your eye.

Sappy isn’t all bad — and just the right sentiment for this time of the year.

So, to continue my blog tradition…


‘Owed to Joy’

The year our youngest daughter, Shelly, was four, she received an unusual Christmas present from “Santa.”

She was the perfect age for Christmas, able to understand the true meaning of the season, but still completely enchanted by the magic of it. Her innocent joyfulness was compelling and catching — a great gift to parents, reminding us of what Christmas should represent no matter how old we are.

The most highly prized gift Shelly received that Christmas Eve was a giant bubble-maker, a simple device of plastic and cloth the inventor promised would create huge billowing bubbles, large enough to swallow a wide-eyed four-year-old. Both Shelly and I were excited about trying it out, but it was after dark so we’d have to wait until the next day.

Later that night I read the instruction booklet while Shelly played with some of her other new toys. The inventor of the bubble-maker had tried all types of soaps for formulating bubbles and found that Joy dishwashing detergent created the best giant bubbles. I’d have to buy some.

The next morning, I was awakened very early by small stirrings in the house. Shelly was up. I knew in my sleepy mind that Christmas Day festivities would soon begin, so I arose and made my way toward the kitchen to start the coffee. In the hallway, I met my daughter, already wide awake, the bubble- maker clutched in her chubby little hand, the magic of Christmas morning embraced in her four-year-old heart. Her eyes were shining with excitement, and she asked, “Daddy, can we make bubbles now?”

I sighed heavily and rubbed my eyes. I looked toward the window, where the sky was only beginning to lighten with the dawn. I looked toward the kitchen, where the coffeepot had yet to start dripping its aromatic reward for early-rising Christmas dads.

“Shelly,” I said, my voice almost pleading and perhaps a little annoyed, “it’s too early. I haven’t even had my coffee yet.”

Her smile fell away. Immediately I felt a father’s remorse for bursting her bright Christmas bubble with what I suddenly realized was my own selfish problem, and my heart broke a little.

But I was a grown-up. I could fix this. In a flash of adult inspiration, I unshouldered the responsibility. Recalling the inventor’s recommendation of a particular brand of bubble-making detergent — which I knew we did not have in the house — I laid the blame squarely on him, pointing out gently, “Besides, you have to have Joy.”

I watched her eyes light back up as she realized, in less than an instant, that she could neutralize this small problem with the great and wonderful truth she was about to reveal.

“Oh, Daddy,” she promised, with all the honesty and enthusiasm and Christmas excitement she could possibly communicate, “Oh, Daddy, I do.”

I broke records getting to the store, and in no time at all we were out on the front lawn creating gigantic, billowing, gossamer orbs–each one filled with Joy and sent forth shimmering into the Christmas sun.

By Ted A. Thompson

Enjoy the beauty around you!


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December 1, 2010 at 11:38 am | christmas | 4 comments


4 responses to “Officially Christmas Season”

  1. Claudie says:

    Wait I actually thought I was reading your Xmas story. That could have been any one of us really Claudia right?
    I wonder if I should buy some bubbles and put them under the tree from Santa to Brittany, Riley and Colt this year? What do you think their reaction would be? I just ordered from Tiffany’s for Brittany’s 22nd birthday present and Xmas present combined. It’s that pearl earrings that match her pearl necklace we bought he when she turned 18. I think I’ll give her the bubbles first….then the Tiffany’s. lol
    DId you vote today : )
    Love You
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  2. Diana Foster says:

    Love, love your blog!  Met you on Picture the Holidays.  Sent you a FB request!

  3. Sue says:

    Oh Claudia, I love these stories you bring us!!   The purity and innocence of a child is truly amazing- and the lessons they can teach us truly make us better individuals, can’t they?
    Your photography is getting even better than it was!  The   macro shots are amazing.  Hope you’re enjoying the holiday season. I’ll be able  to relax and enjoy it now that I  am done with the decorating. Whew~   it took forever!

  4. Lui says:

    Hi Claudia! I just stumbled into your blog from somewhere (I forgot where!) and read from top to this bottom post! I love your sister’s lighted house, your happiness sharing, and now this story. Woof, it is better than my dog Sweepy who blogs and make stories for Christmas 😉
    The lifesavers remind me of someone who sends the same to somebody whose family have diabetes. The gift reminds the receiver of the precious gift of health (the receiver has no diabetes!) and well, lifesavers are like fire extinguishers ready for emergencies. It is also a great metaphor for resilience.
    Happy 2011!

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