A Walk in the Snow

Wanted to share one of my Christmas stories I wrote a few years ago.  I was given one word as a prompt to write a story.  The word was Brick.

 

A Walk in the Snow

How is it that she found herself sitting across from this man?  She didn’t plan on being in this position ever again…laughing, talking…feeling.  It wasn’t that she was heartless, it’s just that her heart wasn’t available; it was guarded by the wall she carefully built around it.  Yet was it?

Anya has had her share of disappointment and heartache throughout her life.  She learned early on not to make each disappointment a litany of her life, she let it go and moved on.  But it was her last relationship that taught her to guard her heart once and for all.  He was her first love.  When she was ready to go away to college, he talked her into staying locally.  At the time it didn’t seem such a great sacrifice.  After all they talked of a future together, they declared their love for one another.  She wasn’t going to give up on her dreams altogether, just taking a different path to pursue them.  Besides, they were together.  Until they weren’t.  A few weeks before Christmas he left her.  He didn’t even have the decency to say goodbye.  One day he was just gone, left without a trace, vanished into thin air, like he fell off the face of the earth…well…you get the picture.

In the beginning she wondered why.  It was always the why.  Each day it was his voice that she heard, as she rehashed their time together in her mind.  Until she decided to use each one of those memories, every negative word spoken against her, every inconsiderate action, as bricks to build a wall around her heart.  Each tear that fell served as the mortar to cement them together.  She poured her energies into her schooling and became a successful Advertising Executive.  Never looking back again.  Occasionally, she would date, go out and have fun, but she only let people get so close.  There were a few that got close to the wall, but that was it, she wouldn’t allow them to peek over.  She wouldn’t take that chance again.

Then one day she met Justice. Justice made her heart beat a little faster whenever he was near.  The more time they spent together the more her heart ached to be free to love again.  She found herself feeling things she hadn’t felt in years.  Things she didn’t allow herself to feel this passionately.

She enjoyed their time together, but the more time they spent together, the more it unsettled her.  Because the way he looked at her, the way he made her feel, with each genuine compliment, each considerate gesture he bestowed upon her, she found her bricks began to come down, one by one.  Who was he?  She didn’t trust many people, could she trust him?  She could hear the answer echo off those brick walls, as a plea for freedom.

It was during the long, late night conversations that she found herself offering up one of the bricks in the form of a long-buried desire.  Bracing herself for when he would carelessly throw it back at her, instead he held onto it as if it were a precious gift, only wanting to use this shared secret to make her happy.  This was the case when she tells him how she loves when it snows, loved Christmastime as a kid, but as an adult, not so much.  He quietly listens as she tells him the painful reason why.

“I’m sorry you haven’t had a nice Christmas, Anya.” He places his hand on top of hers.. “Christmas is my favorite time of year, it’s when all seems right with the world.”

“It’s been awhile since I’ve felt that way,” she tucks her hair behind her ear.

“Well, I’m going to have to change that,” he lifts her hand and kisses her knuckles.

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A week before Christmas, after a long day at work, Anya is at home making herself a cup of hot chocolate.  As she waits for the milk to heat up, she watches the falling snow from her kitchen window.  The sense of peace and wonder settles over her soul.  Just then her phone chirps, a text message from Justice.

 

What are you doing?

Making some hot chocolate.

Stop.  Come outside and play in the snow.

What? Seriously?

Yes…I’m waiting for you on your front porch.

 

Just then there is a knock at her door.  Who does this?  She opens the door, and sure enough he’s there, covered in large, fluffy flakes.  “Play in the snow, really Justice?” She says with eyebrow raised.

“OK, OK, let’s take a walk then.  It’s snowing!!  I’ll buy you some hot chocolate at Starbucks.” He says with a gorgeous smile that she can’t resist.

They walk with their fingers entwined, absorbing the silent beauty, with their footprints side by side, making tracks in the new fallen snow.

When they get to Starbucks, they find a table in the corner; he helps her out of her coat and orders their hot beverages.  She watches as he talks with the Barista, not in a flirtatious way, but with the kindness that is the essence of him.

As Christmas music plays in the background, Anya asks, “So what are your plans for the holidays?”

“I was going to ask you the same thing.  My hope is that I’m Christmasing with you.” He takes a sip of coffee.

Laughing, “Is that even a word?”

“It’s a word,” he puts his cup down.  “It’s actually a lyric in a song.  I’m serious Anya, I want to spend Christmas with you, I want you to enjoy it just like you did as a kid.”

“I couldn’t imagine a better way to spend Christmas, I’m all yours.” With a sparkle in her eye, and a smile filled with pure joy she reaches across the table to hold his hands.

How is it that she found herself sitting across from this man?  Only she can hear the answer, a thud inside her chest as the last few bricks crumble away from her heart.

Flashing that gorgeous smile of his, “Good…because all I want for Christmas is you.” With his index finger, he brushes the hair from her eyes and kisses her.

 

© 2015 Carrie Ann

 

Canadian Pacific Holiday Train

Every December, my mom talks about the Christmas Holiday train. She saw it the first time by surprise. This was some years ago, before the new homes were built behind ours, so she had a view of the lake and the trains from her kitchen window. Her first Christmas in this house, she was sitting at the table looking out the kitchen window when the Holiday Train went by. For the past few years it has gone through Whiting in the wee hours of the morning. But this year I saw a FB post where people were tracking it, so I asked Ben if he wanted to get up and go see it, so we did.

As we waited the updates on the FB page were slowing down, so each freight train that went by, we are thinking this is it! We had the heat on in the car, and the Christmas carols playing, so it wasn’t too bad, though we waited through 6 freight trains, before the Holiday Train came through! I did have my phone on video, but it didn’t come out clear, I didn’t want to miss it trying to capture it on video, because video doesn’t do it justice! Ben and I watched as it went by in silent awe at the vibrant colors, the detailed animated scenes, and just the precision of the designs. Soooo worth the wait for that brief moment!

This is not my picture, I found this one on the internet. It’s a beautiful sight to see, and puts you in the Christmas spirit!

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Happy Homemaker Monday 07.09.18

Good Evening! Wow, it certainly has been a long time, I think my last post was in May.  I was working my seasonal job at the photography studio and it seems it just started but is now coming to a close.  I always enjoy the work, but this year it was a bit more difficult with the work I have been doing at home, but now I have a couple of weeks before school starts with the boys, so that I can tackle some projects I have been wanting to get to, and I can breathe a little bit, lol.  Hope everyone had a great 4th of July.  More on that later.  Keep cool and stay hydrated!

 Linking-up with Sandra at Diary of a Stay at Home Mom.

THE WEATHER OUTSIDE IS:

LOL CHUCKLES AND GIGGLES:

 

WHAT’S HAPPENING:

So, update on our grass planting. It didn’t work.  I bought the Scott’s brand grass seed, and it was guaranteed to grow. Well it didn’t. My mom emailed the company and we got a full refund!  The grass looks better, but I will work on the spots and try to get it looking better.

Along with the 4th we also celebrate my youngest son’s birthday.  This year he turned 13!  We had a nice time with family, my brother and his family came to visit, they live about an hour and a half away, so we don’t see them too often.  Ben enjoyed the parade, I did not attend this year, woke up with a bad headache, and the heat was just too much for me.  He wears a hat that says “Today is my Birthday” so he gets a lot of attention. There is a float for our Pierogi Fest that has the Busia’s and Mr. Pierogi riding on it. So they stopped in front of Ben and the Busias sang him Happy Birthday in Polish.  He thought that was awesome!  The White Castle Truck actually has someone handing out White Castle hamburgers, so he got one of those, and when they guy read his hat, he went back to his truck and brought back Ben a whole bag of White Castles.  If you are wondering what White Castle’s are, they are tiny little square hamburgers, and the restaurants are built like (white) castles and found in the Midwest.  Our town has one of the oldest White Castle restaurants in Indiana, it opened in 1935.

We don’t have much planned for the remainder of the summer, my middle son is leaving tomorrow for a church youth camp and will be gone for about 4 days.  When he gets back, maybe we’ll go bowling, and I just saw that the Jet Ski races on the lake will be in August.

FAVORITE VIDEO:

This is a video my 3 sons made.

 

FAVORITE PICS:

This was the outfit that Ben wore to church before the 4th.  His sister bought him the fedora (it has lights that blink too).  My mom’s birthday gift to him was giving him money to go to a barber for his first “professional” hair cut.

 

Elijah & Ben

 

And of course the traditional Hamburger Cake.

 

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Happy Homemaker Monday 05.14.18

Good Morning! Hope all the mom’s had a great Mother’s Day. Mine was very nice and relaxing. The boys were going to take me to see Avengers Infinity War, but they saw it opening weekend, and when my oldest son told me he cried, I was like, yeah no.  I don’t think I am emotionally prepared to see it, lol.  I’ll wait for it to come out on DVD and watch it alone. Hope everyone is doing well, have a great week!

 Linking-up with Sandra at Diary of a Stay at Home Mom.

 

THE WEATHER OUTSIDE IS:

RECIPE I WOULD LIKE TO TRY/HAVE TRIED:

With being back at work, I have not been cooking much.  The break is nice, but I do miss a good meal, and will look forward to trying new things again in July.

I know this isn’t a meal, but it sure looks like a yummy snack!

 

LOL CHUCKLES AND GIGGLES:

WHAT’S HAPPENING:

Last weekend the boys and I worked on our front yard.  Our grass was damaged from last year being fertilized and not watered enough.  So I am on a mission to get it back into shape.  Our neighbor’s grass right next to us is so beautiful, but he does have a built-in sprinkler system.  So, when we started our little project, we stood by the edge of our lawn and I told them, look at how bad our grass looks, now look at our neighbor’s; that is our goal.  While Ben and I were dethatching, working hard and sweating, he stops for a moment and looks at our neighbor’s grass again, and he’s like, that grass can’t be real.  It was a lot of work, but by the end of the day, Ben says to me, you know mom this was a lot of work, but it was fun hanging out with you all day. I have spread some grass seed all over and have been diligently watering it, so I am grateful for all the rain we have gotten over the weekend 🙂

The boys have two more weeks left of school, so we are working on getting projects done, and preparing for final exams.

In my last post I mentioned that I would share the ministry of my friend Traci.  Her and I have been friends for over 20 years. Traci is the Visionary Leader of Grace and Power Ministries. She, along with her husband and daughter, also travels to Uganda, where she has helped build a school.  My mom is involved with a group of ladies who crochets blankets, and Traci has taken some of those blankets with her to Africa, and the mothers there were so excited to receive them.  Traci has recently started a new project called The Butterfly Project.

The heart and mission of The Butterfly Project is to transform communities through partnering with local leaders to develop hubs where women across the globe can come together to experience healing and empowerment through a support system that gives access to teaching, training and incentive programs that promote the development of ideas for economic stability and growth.

You can find out more about it here:

http://www.missionbutterfly.org

 

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