We just want some peace – please. This has been the craziest year – and it continues. Dear Santa, can you puleeezzze bring us some peace and relief – please let the new president come in without a hitch and please have this nutjob go off into some silent oblivion. It’s truly exhausting. Thanks in advance.
What has happened to “understanding”?
The ongoing pandemic. The lies from the White House Oval Office current occupant who will not be there much longer, thank God. The lead-up to the election was brutal enough, but he just won’t shut the “F” up!
The world-wide situation still looks rather grim. Where are we going, here?
Christmas is coming. Can’t we just give peace a chance for once?
Giving of arts and crafts has been interwoven tradition in my family for years. In lean years, we made gifts for people. I still have several of the treasures that my talented mother made. I have some also that I made for family members not with us any longer. I have been making Christmas stockings for people in my family since my first born. My great grandmother made my first Christmas stocking that I still have and display each year. My grandmother made a giant Christmas stocking that has inspired me always in my work on Christmas stockings.
I love all of the handmade crafts made by my family – these are true treasures. Even more, I love the memory of being taught how to do something by family and friends. My mom taught me how to do needlework (crewel embroidery), that I learned in Girl Scouts, but didn’t refine until my mom showed me some key points of understanding about the skill – today we’d call them “hacks”. Back in the day, we did not have social media and widespread how-to’s available to us except in books and magazines or if we were lucky, with a mom or grandmother who could show us what to do real-time.
Very much I wanted to carry on the spirit of tradition and love of making by hand the Christmas stockings. In this, I made a Christmas stocking for my grandchild just in time for his first Christmas in 2015. It was a work of love and hard work this is. Needle work is always hard and it takes love to drive it and have it look right – creativity is a must. Here is a little video of my tour of the stocking (pardon my amateurish camera work!). Hoping that this lasts so that my grandson can see this one day, and appreciate it.
Everyone loves to look at the work and ask about the history. Some of these are deeply handmade, some are just choices of really cute little items that we’ve found that we wanted to include in the work.
Love
Of – My Grandson and Carrying on Tradition by Making…
Visual Memories From the Generations
Especially for My Grandson – A Christmas Stocking Story by Geema
Mixed up times combine over time to yield the underlying emotions running up to the holidays each year – each and every one.
This year, appallingly, right as we were approaching Halloween, the Christmas holiday decorations and goods began rolling out onto shelves in stores everywhere – as if there needed to be even more time to commercialize Christmas.
I’m just saying that this does not help us get back to why we celebrate – and even more, what has happened to Christianity over the last couple of decades where now it has morphed into something that I believe that Jesus Christ would not recognize –
Not to mention that the Ten Commandments have been twisted around to the degree that you have old ladies sitting making comments about forgiving someone who is clearly outside the lines when that person has not even asked for forgiveness let alone confessed any sins! What has happened here?
As we move through the Christmas holidays this year, I fully intend to focus on what this truly means, being Christian – what is the significance of the birth of Christ to us and do people really know, if you ask, what Christmas is all about…
If Christians are not Christians any longer, then we have some work to do to explain this. I am not at this point, but an inquirer of what has gone so horribly wrong.
What do I want for this holiday season? Peace on Earth and Goodwill to Humankind. And I am serious.
