The holidays are upon us. As I make my final preparations for the big day, I can’t help but be reminded of Christmas past. As a child of the fifties, my thoughts turn to one particular Christmas and the eagerly anticipated Ballerina Doll I hoped to find under the tree. To my immense delight she was there waiting for me, decked out in her pink tutu and pink rubber ballet slippers. Her feet were flexible and I soon had her on toe point, twirling about the living room.
My brother got a set of Lincoln Logs and, when I tired of all the twirling, the two of us built a fort that could withstand even the most feared of enemy onslaughts. I can still recall the sense the pride we felt in our cunning design. It consisted of a tricky placement special “spy logs” where sentinels could hide, spot the enemy, and warn the others of the impending battle. Yes, we were pretty clever—potential Pentagon material, for sure!
Years later, when my daughter was young, I remember my dad and husband working feverishly on Christmas Eve to construct a Barbie Townhouse. The task was daunting and there wasn’t much time to pull it all together. But they rose to the challenge and Barbie was soon ensconced in her new digs. She was, of course, none the worse for wear considering the rapidity of her move. Looking as glamorous as ever in her pink ball gown, she sat regally on her plastic couch and waited for morning.
So many memories of happy times gone by fill my heart. It is with these sentiments that I wish you, my boomer sisters, all the joys of the season. May your holidays be filled with the special warmth of family and friends and may each of you enjoy your share of blessings in the New Year. The holidays are truly a special time of year so treasure every moment and don’t forget to be as feisty as you please—New Year’s resolutions are just around the corner!