Handmade Christmas Treasures (‘Life’s a Journey’ nostalgia series, week 85)

This post is part of a series of weekly posts which reflect on life’s journey, old memories and family stories (see below for more info).

———————————————————————–

Once your children start school, there is a regular (and not universally welcome) stream of hand-made gifts which makes an exodus from the classroom to your home, via the omnipresent book bag.

This is a tradition which has endured for generations, and parents all over the world have been constantly battling with the dilemma of whether to keep it on the ever-impassable fridge door, or to head for the shredder. Maybe I can help.

family stories

Snowman, by Helen, 1973

If my mother had reached for the waste paper basket 40 years ago when I brought this home… just one in a long line of creations, no doubt…then I wouldn’t be sharing it with you as a tiny piece of my personal history at this moment.

If I had kissed my now-taller-and-hairier-than-me-teenage-son on the head in 2004 and politely scrunched the offering below into a giant football, I would not be able to place it carefully above the fireplace every Christmas Eve, as is current tradition.

family stories

George’s Christmas poem, aged 4

Christmas Time

Christmas tree

Beautiful angel

Snowfalkes faulng

Lots of presents

George

These are tokens of warm family festivities past, symbolic of the growth that we have experienced, the many Christmases which have passed between us, and a little beacon of hope that the coming season will provide us with even more of the same.

Are you keeping the Christmas treasure which your children are making for you with love in their little hands? Maybe you still bring out one of your own childhood creations each Christmas? What are your views on the ‘bin it or save it’ dilemma? I must confess that, even if it’s destined for the rubbish eventually, everything in our house gets scanned and preserved in some virtual form, at the very least.

family stories

Stocking by Oliver, age 5

It is the imperfection in the stitches which make me love this stocking so much. It is the wonky writing and creative spelling in my 4 year old son’s poem which renders it so endearing. These things were created with care, indicative of their growing motor skills, and now a sign of their incredible progress.

If it touches your heart, don’t bin it.

If you enjoyed this post, please share it using the buttons below!

———————————————————————–

More about the Life’s a Journey weekly memories series.

 

About these ads

13 responses to “Handmade Christmas Treasures (‘Life’s a Journey’ nostalgia series, week 85)

  1. You cannot keep everything, unfortunately, but I am definitely a keeper… And I am glad my Mum kept some of the things I did too, she gave them to me a few years ago and it brought back so many memories. xx

  2. Awww your snowman is SO pristine and perfect. My mum and dad have kept the greek vase I made when I was about 7. I painted Medusa on the side. She’s not very pretty :)

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s