Christmas | Cathy C. Hall Writes

IMG_20171219_113631 We are always so busy this time of the year, and yet I often think our hearts long for simpler days. A little peace, a little comfort and joy. And love, too, of course. All of which may get lost in all the hustle and bustle of baking and buying, cleaning and planning. In our rush to give, we sometimes just plumb give out!

But I have something for you, and I hope you have a few moments to give it a read. It’s a story from Pearl S. Buck called “Christmas Day in the Morning,” and it will surely lift your weary heart.

And if you have twelve minutes, then maybe you can have a hot cup of tea and listen and watch this same story here. Either way, I hope you’ll feel it’s been worth your time.

And happy, happy Christmas to you all from me and Libs!

pexels-photo-250175 I always think of Perry Como at Christmas.

My dad loved Perry and so I watched Mr. C’s shows–in black and white; yes, I’m that old–and even after I left my parents’ home, I watched the Christmas specials in living color. It just wasn’t Christmas if I missed Perry!

Good, old Perry, gone these fifteen years. I miss him. And this year, I’m missing Dad, and Mom, too. And I miss the Beneficent Mr. Hall, who basically sat on the couch from December 1st on while I ran around like the holiday Little Red Hen, doing everything.

Hard to believe I miss that, but yeah, I even miss Mister Man ditching his holiday duties.

So it’s a little bit of a hard candy Christmas here at the Hall House. But like Dolly sings, I won’t let sorrow get me down. Because you know what I’m not missing? The love of Christ and family and friends far and near. I’ve got lots of love walking with me this Christmas and that’s still about the best gift ever.

And so for those of you having any kind of a hard time this holiday, I’m sending a special song, from Mr. C. himself, singing in one of his very early–yes, it’s in black and white–Christmas specials. You’ll never walk alone, friends.

Happy Christmas!