What is your favorite Christmas memory?


Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time.  ~ Laura Ingalls Wilder

Last week I posted an excerpt from my book, My Favorite Christmas. Recording artist and actor Billy Ray Cyrus shared an incredibly moving and poignant holiday memory from when he was a teenager.  If you haven’t had a chance to read it, be sure to take a look. 

One aspect of writing this book was very surprising.  While I had no problem getting celebrities to agree to speak with me, many of them had trouble coming up with any especially fond memories to share.  Sometimes I really had to probe to help them remember, and other times we couldn’t come up with anything at all.  For many, Christmas celebrations just weren’t – and aren’t – all that special.

That seems to be a common thread in our society these days.  We spend so much time shopping, cooking, attending special events and making merry that we don’t take the time to build memories – for ourselves or for our children.

So here’s your chance … what are your favorite Christmas memories?  Maybe you’ll help other readers come up with some creative ideas to incorporate into their own celebrations.  Please share your fondest memories from childhood or as an adult.  Do you have any unique holiday traditions?  Don’t worry about being poetic… we’d just love to hear them!

Merry Christmas!


P.S.  For more information on My Favorite Christmas or my other books, please visit my website, www.amyhagberg.com.

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  1. My fondest memory of Christmas is something that annoyed me and my family. We would laugh and make jokes about it all the time.

    My great-grandmother would take a pair of small sewing scissors and slit the tape on all her Christmas presents so she could “save” the paper. It would take her forever to open gifts. We would have our presents unwrapped and the paper cleaned up before she finished. Then we would just sit around and watch her slice tape and neatly fold the wrapping paper. She always said she was keeping it in case she needed it.

    Funny how I haven’t thought about that in years.

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