My best Christmas ever

There’s only a few days left until the New Year and less then that until Christmas.
It's funny how the signs of the times or getting older make’s you view the Holydays differently each year.
When were the Holydays the best for you? Was it when you got gifts galore? Was it when you got exactly what you wanted? Were you in love or alone?
For me it was like this.
Me and Mom were very poor. It was only us two. (I’m a product of a broken home.) It was very hard on Mom trying to make it. I think I was 14. Mom doesn’t have a good education and she was raised in an era when women got out of high school and got married. In fact she was told you don’t waste a college education on a woman because she was only going to get married and not use it anyway. It was a time when a one income family was the norm. It was a time when men worked some how some way because there were jobs because the U.S. was a manufacturing nation. (Today we don’t manufacture our goods as mush so the middle class is eroding.) But here we are in Detroit from Chicago alone on Christmas Eve Eve with nothing. No tree, gifts, or anything.
It was about 8 o’clock that night when there was a knock on the door. I went to answer it and behold there were some Boy Scouts at the door with a Christmas tree asking if me and Mom wanted it. I thought this was very important for Mom because she was very religious and a Christian. I said, “Mom some guys are here with a Christmas tree, can we have it cause they’re just giving it away.” Well, she said ok. They brought it up, (we lived in an upstairs flat.) and sat it up. I remembered how good it smelled. Me and Mom were so happy that we could just cry. We thanked the Scouts and they left because they said they had more to do. We just stared at the tree as it fell into shape finally falling asleep. The next day, Christmas Eve, Mom rapped empty boxes that we’d saved for something or other with paper bags. (Plastic bags were not yet invented) and put them under the tree. It began to snow. You could see the flakes trough the window. It was only enough snow to cover the grass but it was pretty. Mom made some hot pet milk with sugar that we put into some cups and had a nice warm drink for Christmas Eve. We felt very blessed and very happy.
That was the best Christmas I ever had.
“Let Us Mind Your Business” and
Marry Christmas and Happy Holydays
Gaidi

Happy Holidays,
Yes it's December 07, and I'm just posting sense April. Some crazy things have happened over the last few mounts. One is I temporarily shut down onlinebusinesssites.com. I'm going to do something different with that site. Two is I couldn't get signed in to my blog. Three, I have a new site for business, http://www.easybusinessfinancing.com/. Four, family issues.
So now I'm back and I've got to do a lot of catch up.
I'll get back to you soon, and don't forget, "Let Us Mind Your Business"
Gaidi