Each Christmas without my mom feels a little more difficult.
She is missing out on so many holiday memories with my daughters.
Why each magical Christmas without my mom feels a little more difficult
My mother will never experience a magical Christmas with my kids.
She will never experience Santa photos with my daughters.
She will never go to their school Christmas parties.
And she will never make Christmas crafts with them.
My mother will never experience a magical Christmas with my kids.
She will never take them to see the Nutcracker Ballet.
She will never bake gingerbread cookies with my daughters.
And she will never eat dinner with them on Christmas Eve.
My mother never gets to experience a magical Christmas with my kids.
She will never drive around to look at Christmas lights with them.
She will never buy my daughters presents or open gifts from them.
And she will never watch them open stockings on Christmas morning.
My mother will never experience a magical Christmas with my kids.
She will never see their eyes light up when they see their gifts from Santa.
She will never tell them about her family’s German and British holiday traditions.
And she will never sing Christmas carols with them.
My mother will never experience a magical Christmas with my kids.
And they will never know the joy she brought to Christmas.
But I will try my best to show them.
A version of this post was originally published December 14, 2021.
