You can see me on Mama’s lap… somewhat wide eyed (hard to see behind those glasses…. those days finding stylish eyeglasses for children was a difficult thing). Opa was visiting, as he came to do almost every year in Winter. And there is Papa… he’s not angry or stressed, he just never smiles for the camera! (It’s a family trait… his father, mother and brother are the same). Most likely he’s just thinking about getting the photo right (in those days, you didn’t take a dozen photos hoping to get one good one).
And there is a little dog… he must of just wandered in, because I have no memory of him at all!
But there is the Christbaum. Wide, with room for silver ornaments to hang, white lights (no candles on the trees in California!) and of course, lots of tinsel (evenly spaced, because Mama was in charge). Everything so beautiful.
This year I am in charge of Christmas, and Mama and Papa are coming here. I’m excited and nervous. After all, my Germangish tree isn’t what they expect. And although I will be cooking a goose, we won’t be eating it off her wedding china.
But, I’m sure, with Mama by my side in the kitchen, the food will be delicious. Papa will organize the drinks and the music. And the kids will get to have that same feeling of excitement on Heilig Abend .. waiting for the signal to come in and see the room and tree all lit up, surrounded by presents. Candles lighting the room, and plates loaded cookies and chocolates. Of course, gluehwein for all. Maybe it won’t be a Christmas like in 1970… but I will do what I can to make sure it’s a Christmas that gives us all happy memories.
I just wonder if a little dog will wander in?
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