sad christmas story
on the way home from a christmas party one day and a certain song came on the radio. this song was about a little boy and a pair of christmas shoes for his dying mother. as soon as it started i said "i love this song" and turned it up. my mother started crying and i looked at her and said "come on mom, you cry at everything" she slowed down and turned to look at me. the tears were now running down her face and she said "this song reminds me of me. your grandmother...my mom...died in febuary. i remember knowing it was her last christmas so we all wanted it to be special. she had cancer and could only wear comfortable clothes, so we spent all our money on getting her nice clothes that she could wear." at this point my mom pulled over, she couldn't drive any more. "when she opened up the box on christmas morning she started crying. we asked her why and she said it was because she wouldn't be able to wear them for long." all i could do was sit there and look at her. all of a sudden she had turned from my mother into a little girl trying to hold on. sitting there with tears in my eyes i realized that christmas is about who you have...the people that you love and not all the preasents you have under the tree. you should make the best of what you have...because they might not always be there.