~ Laura Ingalls Wilder
Some things just take me back in my mind to the days of my youth...
Miracle on 34th Street, It's a Wonderful Life, and The Bishop's Wife all make me think of my grandparents. I grew up in the '70's, but something about those movies makes me think of them.
No one sings Christmas like Bing Crosby, but Nat King Cole, Dean Martin, and Frank Sinatra also remind me of those growing up Christmases. Nothing connects me to my growing up years like music. I think it's because my mama loved music so much. We listened to the radio, played 8 track tapes, and sang with each other at home and in the car. Music connected us. Jesus, will you please tell my mama that I miss her and I love her? Thank you.
Listening to Christmas music and Santa flight reports reminds me of a Scary Christmas Memory. I hope your Christmas time is merry and bright!
God bless us every one!