We were really at a loss. Some traditions were started when it was just us, some were brought from families of origin, but there is one tiny tradition, that doesn't mean anything to anyone else that we were determined to keep. Orange Cinnamon rolls! They are not from some age old recipe, not even from a mix, but without a can popped on a counter that unveiled that gooey deliciousness, baked for exactly 11 minutes and the orange pouch of frosting melted on them...Let's just say that without them, the "Christmas morning in front of the tree experience" just would never be the same! Obviously, we could still read the Christmas Story from the family bible, and reflect on Christmas, but something of the Davis/Hamilton heritage would be lost without it. And I was afraid it was..
Went to Walmart yesterday, with only one thing on my list..yep, the orange cinnamon rolls, and to my great dismay, they were out! Almost had a melt down in Walmart. Maybe it was all the changes in the past year piling up all at once, or maybe it really was the rolls. I bolted out of Walmart(not easy to do on Christmas Eve), with only a little while to spare before church, sped to the Piggly Wiggly, and that little pink pig saved the day (Always did like him)! Made it to Church on time to sing praises to the one we celebrate....all was right in the world.
We got up this morning, not quite sure what to do with ourselves, sat in front of the tree for a minute, thought about Christmases past, rejoicing for our boys and their new families and traditions they are starting and have had in their own families, and praising God. Even though we felt a little sorry for ourselves, a whiff of orange frosting and a touch of each others hand, let us know that we will carry on...Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night.
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