by
Leila Smith
The cottage was rather cozy that Christmas morning after the
O’Connell family came back from walking to midnight Mass. The candle guiding
the holy family had been placed in the window earlier and the milk and bread
was set out on the kitchen table near a larger lit candle as tradition
dictated. Once their three children were sent upstairs to sleep, Doro and
Patrick set about readying the cottage for Father Christmas. Doro put the turkey in the oven and
then the deserts, including the Christmas pudding, while Pat took a small nap
in the living room. He went out when it was daybreak to fetch some peat blocks
for the fireplace, the musky woody darkness still clinging to his shoes as he
came into the living room. From
the nearby kitchen, the rich spiciness of cinnamon and apple reached Pat as he
was lighting the fire, Doro’s pie was almost ready to cool now. Pat couldn’t wait for the moist
goodness to reach his tongue!
The week before had been busy and hectic and now the little
family was looking forward to a quiet Christmas with only Doro’s brother Daniel
and his young family coming to visit. Her older brother Connor and his family
would be spending Christmas with his wife Peggy’s family in England this
year. Their gifts of
homemade sweets and special toys were in each child’s stocking after Pat worked
the fire into a crackling roar and Father Christmas’s two gifts placed under
the tree. It looked to be
the beginning of a lovely Christmas.
In lieu of working outside the home this year, Doro had done
paintings and sold them at Peggy’s shop in Dublin, on top of the ones she made
as early gifts to everyone. That
did bring in a nice amount of money, but most of it after taxes went to bills
since Pat’s construction work cut his workdays yet again. Their car was also in the shop and was
due to be picked up the day after Christmas, so that was more money
spent. Despite all this,
they did get their traditional two gifts apiece for everyone, and a big fat
turkey this time. Doro
wanted a fine dinner with all the trimmings to welcome Daniel and his young
family. After an engagement of four years, he had married Bridget in March and
they decided to try for a baby. So
along came Aidan Patrick, two weeks earlier, and the newest little treasure had
made off with a handmade cradle from his uncle Patrick and a hand knitted
blanket from auntie Doro. Now, the cottage was quite still, with only the quiet
murmurs of two parents scurrying about and the deep breathing of three sleeping
children upstairs.
The rich spices of
the apple pie and Christmas pudding wafted through the cottage and the turkey’s
gamey aroma titillated everyone’s taste buds throughout the morning as the
family began to waken. Four-year-old
Aoife Louise was the first to come bounding downstairs at 6am sharp, followed by
seven-year-old Daniel Patrick and ten-year-old Liam Charles, still tousle
headed and groggy in their striped pajamas. All three raced giggling to their
stockings, for that was first thing to do that morning. Despite not usually letting them do
so, Doro let them eat a light breakfast of hot cereal and a small piece of
Christmas spice cake in the living room while they sifted through their
stockings. Aoife let out a
delighted squeak when she went through hers. Not only did she get Aunt Peggy’s
candy, her uncle Connor sent her a wood carved German baby doll from the
Krahmer doll company. It was a beauty, with painted blond hair and bright blue
eyes, and a cute little purple outfit with matching blanket. At just six inches long, it was
perfect for her little hands to hold. Daniel got a travel art set that included
professional quality supplies with his candy while Liam got a handmade mini
chess set from Connor and his family. All
three children got little trinkets and a mini-Christmas cracker in their
stockings as well.
As for the parents, Pat enjoyed his Swiss army knife and the
mini radio from his stocking while Doro gasped when she saw her gifts. She had
no clue how he had managed to get her a real pearl necklace and earring set
with the money troubles they had. Doro loved them though and said that they
would be just the right thing to go with her dinner outfit later on that
day. Pat just blushed and
giggled when she then coyly said his ‘other‘gift would be saved for later! Liam
saw all this and just rolled his emerald eyes and groaned, then playfully
teased his parents with the admonition that he wasn’t ready for another brother
or sister just yet. Doro
nearly spit out the tea she had been drinking at that and the three of them
enjoyed roaring laughter before cleaning up the living room.
Two hours later, at 9am, the family all had their baths and was
dressed in their finest clothes, watching a movie on the television when a
knock on the front door was heard. Knowing
their guests had arrived, Pat answered the door and helped Bridget and the baby
in while Liam scampered out to help Daniel bring in gifts from the car. Doro
immediately had everyone sit down once everything was brought in, and at the
dinner table, the family pulled Christmas crackers and chatted while the table
was set for dinner. At
10am, the table was set, with all the trimmings, and Pat brought out the golden
brown turkey. What a bird it was too! Dripping with tender juiciness and with
meat falling off the bones, everyone heartily agreed that this was Doro’s
finest achievement yet as far as dinners went. Once each plate was filled to the
brim, Pat led the blessing before the family savored their meal. It was a very
happy Christmas indeed.
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Bio: Leila Smith lives in a small town in Tennessee but hails originally from Indiana. She loves to write, read, and listen to music along with spoiling her feline muse Lovebug. Leila hopes to be a published writer one day, however she realizes that would require actually completing a novel of some sort so she knows she has a way to go. Either way, she wishes everyone a safe and warm holiday season and Merry Christmas!
Hi Leila,
ReplyDeleteNice, heartwarming story, which just goes to show that being together at Christmas is more important than gifts. I remember your Pat and Doro stories from F2K.
Thanks Leo :)
DeleteThanks for putting my story out there, Mysti and thanks for the great comments too :) May everyone have a wonderful Christmas!
ReplyDeleteWarm memories of family gatherings in WV are brought to mind after reading this. I'm sure many readers will be reminded of the past and look forward to the holidays with family and friends. Great job!
ReplyDeleteLeila, you painted a vivid Christmas morning and the family gathering. It felt heartwarming and real.
ReplyDeleteTom
Nice heartwarming Christmas tale, Leila. Great job :)
ReplyDeleteWonderful story, Leila. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThis is what the holidays are all about, a time to spend with family.
ReplyDeleteI think you captured the true meaning of Christmas. Very warm and inspirational.
ReplyDeleteHi Leila - This is such a heartfelt story :)
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