I would like to share with everyone possible the meaning of Christmas for my family. I hope this will help somehow with the stress and struggle we sometimes go through as parents to see that our kids have a happy good Christmas. Growing up, I was raised by an atheist and did not
Learn much about the Bible, Jesus words, or believe it was actually real. I always knew something more than evolution but Christmas was not about Jesus anymore, it was about Santa Claus and that disgusted me too. I would stress 3months to make my 4 kids the best possible but my
Youngest daughter still never was satisfied and would embarrass me if we happened to visit a friend she would ask them if they had a present for her🤦♀️ needless to say I wanted to hide under a rock. Then, i realized that a that stress and worry was for 1 day, they usually had
Broke something already, and it wasn't appreciated by some. That was Christmas 1998. As the years before had been some were good some were bad but I always put up some kind of tree, and even if it could only be 1 gift I did it. So, in 2000 I moved and married the love of my life 
In 2003, we were struggling, I was working at a great company with great benefits, he was foreman of his Stucco crew, he worked 7days a week, but still we were broke always. His boss always had a Christmas party under a tent at his property or at a park and he always gave him a
Nice xmas bonus, but this year, he wanted it to be a formal party at a high to do fancy conference hall, where we had to spend $300 on tux rental and evening gown that was $200 to go to this party because he would not get his bonus without going to the party. It was nice, too
Over the top but the had the Outback cater it and we all got steak, lobster, and alice springs chicken, everything was beautiful, there was a photographer there to take photos of everyone. That was Dec. 21st 2003. Well, my husband got his envelope and put it in his pocket, we
Finish and time for everyone to go and when we got home, he opened his bonus and it was only $200. He was devastated because he worked hard, ran a crew of most likely illegal Mexicans that didn't speak English, and it cost us $300 to get $200 when every year before he got $500+
This had him very upset because he couldn't do Christmas for the kids. I told him it's ok and what little he had, I told him to give to his daughter with his ex wife because she didn't have her dad and mom together and the other kids would be fine. Well, after eating ham dinner
The kids and I started watching The Lion King on dvd in the livingroom. It was close to 5pm on 12/25/2003. My oldest 1st grandchild was exactly 1month old. Anyway, as we were watching, my husband was being depressed and did not want to hang with us so he was laying in our bed
Upset. Then, the kids and I heard what sounded like maybe a cap gun, my oldest and I looked at each other, and it went off again and we knew. He always said he wanted to blow his brains out for the entire time I knew him but I never thought it was more than just words, I've said
It too but didnt mean it. Anyway, she snatched the baby up and her and hear closer sister ran outside screaming as I frightened but went around the corner of my bedroom and my youngest 2 were right behind me. As I walk into the room I see his hand with gun fall to his chest
I run the kids out and we cant find the portable phone then I find it, call 911 and do as the said, hold his airway open until help arrives. They took him in helicopter to Tampa General, police make the kids and I go to my neighbors while they investigate 2hrs and let me go to
The hospital. The cops tell my neighbor to have my kids go in their and clean that mess up😳😤my neighbors did that but my landlord was extremely mad because a hazmat should have been called to remove the bone, blood, hair, and brains off the wall. Finally, I get to the TGH, I
Had to identify him and the doctor said there was no hope and they could keep him on life support until family could make it there. Well, that was a nightmare of it's own. His mom and some siblings blamed me and it was horrible and unforgivable how I was treated at the worst time
Of my life. He stayed alive 33hrs life support. I tried to be a understanding wife and as a mother I felt bad for her as evil as she was to me. She wanted 2nd opinion so next day Doctor told her that they cannot do brain transplants. Then she wanted to wait for her other kids
To make it before I pulled life support so I agreed but told her that no later than 10am, 12/27 I was taking him off life support. Well, at 2am that morning before his siblings made it there, he decided he was going to die and as the nurses had already explained to me, his brain
Collapsed into his spinal something, his heartbeat raised up to 200 and he died on life support leaving his beautiful daughter from his 1st marriage and our 7yr old son. This has been the last time I celebrated Christmas since. If I had a little money, I have sometimes gave the
Grandchildren a little something but they already know not to expect anything so if I do give them anything it appreciated and a surprise. I have never decorated and I refuse to ever worry about Christmas again. To me, it wasn't like it was when I was young. It was about family
About church, about Jesus, and not about how much I could get for gifts. I never get gifts anyway, not since I was maybe 18 and then sometimes my mom would do a gift but I told her to never worry about me, she was on disability. My dad would send cash and it helped but I never
Have or will worry about Christmas ever again because of all that. My birthday is 10days later and I haven't even celebrated that since my parents divorced, at 5 and that was the last and only birthday party I ever had. After the divorce my life completely went to shit but my
Point of this thread is to let you know that you need to teach your kids that some years are better than others, it the season of giving, not receiving , and it's really about Jesus Christ and family. Personally, if I was to get a gift, a homemade thing would be more precious
Than some walmart junk. Never stress yourself over this holiday, never max out your credit cards, if you are stressed then you can't afford it, and these kids must learn the most important part is that some are good some are bad but being togethers family and Jesus is the real
Reason for the season. Now, I find out his real birthday is 9/11 and we've all been celebrating a pagan holiday so that is another reason that I will no longer buy gifts or anything for December 25th. I will learn as much as I can about the Bible, Jesus, my new undoubtable faith
For the true saviour, Jesus Christ. It took 51years for me to finally know the Bible and Christ real truth. Just never allow yourself the stress my husband let kill him. I pray for us all. Have a Merry Christmas no matter what. Never doubt the real King is Jesus, never doubt it!
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