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kcthomas
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Hello,
Could you please pray that my Aunt carol reconciles with my mom? She hasn’t talked to her in 17 years.
God Bless,
Keith C. Thomas
Hi,
I didn't want to talk about the "little red stocking" that I had found in my Mother's old Christmas decoration
box in front of everyone, but I thought you two would like to hear the story about it. This is a red stocking that I made when I was in 7th grade at Highland School, with a Home Economics teacher by the name of Mrs.
Kindle. I was about 11 and Carol was only 8, with only two weeks before Christmas. A few of my friends were talking about Christmas and how they looked forward especially to seeing what was in their stocking for Christmas morning. Carol and I only remember having only a couple of live trees that were decorated for the holidays and never had any stockings. My girlfriends were all sewing Christmas dish cloths, but I asked Mrs. Kindle if I could make a red stocking instead. She had me draw with a pencil on paper a small stocking then cut out a pattern on red felt to help me sew the stocking together that afternoon. It was kind of small but I was so happy to show my Mom and she said I would have to share it with Carol as we had only one. Dad said we couldn't put much in the stocking because it had hung on the tree and we didn't want it to fall off because of the weight of being so heavy. I thought that it looked great and was so happy to share it with Carol.
Christmas morning we both got up and looked inside the stocking. Carol had a cute, cloth book that had 3 little Kittens on the cover of it. I had a nice pink bottle of nail polish. I don't think Carol remembers that book, but she really loved it, as our Siamese cat, Mitsey, was due to have kittens within that week, so reading about kittens was special to her. Of course, I loved the nail polish that came from "Woolworths" and used it for a long time.
It was amazing that my Mom had kept that stocking with the candles and not very much of any of the other decorations for Christmas. I just wish that the stocking would be filled with "Carol as my sister again", but
wishes don't always come true.
I hope that she is truely happy now and at peace, for I due miss her, and always tried to take care of her.
Love,
Mom
Could you please pray that my Aunt carol reconciles with my mom? She hasn’t talked to her in 17 years.
God Bless,
Keith C. Thomas
Hi,
I didn't want to talk about the "little red stocking" that I had found in my Mother's old Christmas decoration
box in front of everyone, but I thought you two would like to hear the story about it. This is a red stocking that I made when I was in 7th grade at Highland School, with a Home Economics teacher by the name of Mrs.
Kindle. I was about 11 and Carol was only 8, with only two weeks before Christmas. A few of my friends were talking about Christmas and how they looked forward especially to seeing what was in their stocking for Christmas morning. Carol and I only remember having only a couple of live trees that were decorated for the holidays and never had any stockings. My girlfriends were all sewing Christmas dish cloths, but I asked Mrs. Kindle if I could make a red stocking instead. She had me draw with a pencil on paper a small stocking then cut out a pattern on red felt to help me sew the stocking together that afternoon. It was kind of small but I was so happy to show my Mom and she said I would have to share it with Carol as we had only one. Dad said we couldn't put much in the stocking because it had hung on the tree and we didn't want it to fall off because of the weight of being so heavy. I thought that it looked great and was so happy to share it with Carol.
Christmas morning we both got up and looked inside the stocking. Carol had a cute, cloth book that had 3 little Kittens on the cover of it. I had a nice pink bottle of nail polish. I don't think Carol remembers that book, but she really loved it, as our Siamese cat, Mitsey, was due to have kittens within that week, so reading about kittens was special to her. Of course, I loved the nail polish that came from "Woolworths" and used it for a long time.
It was amazing that my Mom had kept that stocking with the candles and not very much of any of the other decorations for Christmas. I just wish that the stocking would be filled with "Carol as my sister again", but
wishes don't always come true.
I hope that she is truely happy now and at peace, for I due miss her, and always tried to take care of her.
Love,
Mom