As far back as I can remember Christmas has always been special for our family. We always were able to get in the spirit of the season. I remember knowing that regardless of what we were going through, my mom and dad always made Christmas for the six of us kids. I remember when my mom sold Avon and the flavored lip glosses and necklace and bracelet sets made the perfect stocking stuffers for us four girls. Our house would be filled with the scent of oranges and apples during the early weeks, and cakes and sweet potato pies as Christmas Day approached. I loved watching my mommy cook when I was a little girl. My favorite thing to make with her was her coconut cake. I must admit it was because I got to eat the leftover coconut. We didn’t always have a lot but we always had Christmas dinner with all the trimmings. I think we all remember my dads only Christmas record was by the Temptations and he would play it nonstop as we cooked and cleaned for the holiday. In fact, he played that record through our last Christmas together in 1991 before he fell ill November of the next year. That album entitled, The Temptations Christmas Card came out in 1970 before I was born!
Now as a mother myself, being that I was a single mother, I only now understand their struggle. My two children were military brats when they were younger. But prior to after becoming disabled after I moved back home I still worked several other jobs including caregiver to my father until he passed in 2009. As a mother, you never want your children to think that you are having a hard time, especially around Christmas. Before I had to stop working completely in 2014, when it appeared that my family was struggling, I tried to work. I worked as a private duty LPN, a Charge nurse at a nursing home, a medical secretary, a podiatrist assistant and even worked in sales at the mall at Rue 21. One thing about the Furr’s and the Clemons’ is that we hustle and hustle hard. I know that I always tried and although through illness I couldn’t give them the “normal” motherly attention, hopefully, they’ll know I gave them my all!
Now my children are grown. My daughter is married and has a little girl of her own. So this Christmas 2018, we have our one-year-old Avianna Faith to spoil. Yes, she was here last year as she was born in September, but she was only two months old. Now at 15 months, she gets surprised and shows it in the cutest of expressions. She has been so animated since the day she was born. Our little character lights up the world of everyone she comes in contact with. To see my daughter with her, being a mommy, brings me a type of pride and joy I never thought was possible. She’s an amazing mother. I guess I’ve done something right there.
I’m thankful my son is still home with me as he continues to find his way in this world. He is an amazing young man with a big heart! Most young men his age are out in the street or selfish with their time, but my son takes care of his family. He takes care of my brother who is unable to walk, and me and his grandma, plus do some of the cooking and cleaning (on occasion). He’s my young man who I could not have Christmas without this year! I know one day soon he’s going to make some very lucky girl a great husband. So that make two things I got right😘
So as I struggle to get in the spirit of Christmas this year, I can’t help but be thankful for my family. Im thankful that my parents took the time to make Christmas special for us against all odds (RIH Daddy). Im thankful that their work ethic was handed down to us so we could hand it down to our children. It’s easy to get caught up on what didn’t go right this year or the pain we went through, but it’s easier to just tell God and those in your life thank you. Thank you for being here; for loving me. It’s easier to pray and even easier to give someone a hug or a smile during the busyness of your day. You never know, it may be the best or only gift they get all year. And it’ll be just in time to share the spirit of Christmas.