12/23/2025
Merry Christmas, Dad!
When I was a child, or even a young adult home from college or graduate school, my Dad would often leave little poems on the kitchen counter, early in the morning, before he left for work. Usually, they were a funny take on “Roses are red, violets are blue…”
But as Christmas approached, they were usually a hilarious take on “The Night Before Christmas, and All Through The House…” with some potty humor thrown in for good measure.
As I got older, his poems “evolved” into somewhat complicated, and certainly controversial, remakes of Christmas carols (think spicy versions of “Chestnuts roasting on an open fire…”). They were usually written with such creative flair that they most certainly couldn’t be appreciated (meaning repeated) outside of the immediate family.
My Dad? Well, he turned into quite a kid at Christmas.
The lights had to be perfect. The presents wrapped with way too much tape. And his insistence on waking us up crazy early on Christmas morning by running around the house ringing a bell? Well, that was not at all appreciated by my sister and me by the time we were teenagers.
So when my future daughter-in-law recently shared how my son so very much loves Christmas, and how excited he becomes to decorate and celebrate, my heart skipped a beat.
“He just LOVES Christmas!” she said smiling. “He turns into a little kid!”
In that split moment, I felt him. I felt my Dad smiling down on us as she said it. Smiling down with oodles of Christmas Spirit, left for us to share with each other as we celebrate this first one without him seated around the table and the sparkling tree.
Thank you, Dad, for being you. Thank you for passing on your glorious Christmas Spirit.
As we miss you this Christmas, know that your heart and spirit live on in me, and now in your grandchildren.
With a special Christmas nod, wink (and inappropriate song lyric), Merry Christmas from my family to yours!
Enjoy and cherish each and every moment.
All my love,
Mo