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True meaning of the holiday is love
Cheboygan Daily Tribune , MI
Dec 21 2004
Christmas is in the air ... People are singing ... Everyone is talking
about love. I've got a story for you about some people who really
knew the meaning of love.
These people never questioned what to do. They, and all the people
like them, are the true saints of this world.
Picture this: It's Dec. 25, 1935, when scars of the Great Depression
still linger. A 30-year-old woman walks up to the nurse's station on
the OB/GYN floor and says, "I'm leaving now."
The nurse says, "Where's your baby?"
The woman answers, "In the nursery. I didn't want a girl and besides,
that's the ugliest baby I ever saw."
The woman leaves the hospital.
The nurse knows the baby's uncle; so she telephones him and says,
"Your sister left the hospital without her baby girl. What should we
do? Do you want the baby?"
The uncle says, "We're having Christmas dinner right now. Is it OK
if we pick her up in about an hour or so?"
The nurse says, "Sure."
The uncle puts the telephone back in its holder and says to the family
members who are all busy eating a festive dinner, "God has given us
the ultimate Christmas present."
They all chime in and say, "What?"
"Another mouth to feed," he announces. "After dinner we're going to
the hospital to pick up our 5-day-old baby girl."
It's been said that on the way to the hospital the baby's grandmother
is to have whispered, "That baby is only half Armenian. What's the
other half?"
Whereby her uncle is said to have answered, "Who knows? Who cares?
She's ours even if her eyes might be blue."
And, that's how life began for a baby girl who was lucky enough to
have loving, caring, wonderful grandparents, aunts and uncles who
all pitched in and raised that baby until she married in 1954.
A love that lasts forever, that is the true meaning of Christmas.
This column is dedicated to all the wonderful, loving, caring people
who have dedicated their lives to raising other people's children as
their own. Shirley and Jerry, Alice, Sharon and John to name a few.
Without people like you, what would happen to us?
Cheboygan Daily Tribune , MI
Dec 21 2004
Christmas is in the air ... People are singing ... Everyone is talking
about love. I've got a story for you about some people who really
knew the meaning of love.
These people never questioned what to do. They, and all the people
like them, are the true saints of this world.
Picture this: It's Dec. 25, 1935, when scars of the Great Depression
still linger. A 30-year-old woman walks up to the nurse's station on
the OB/GYN floor and says, "I'm leaving now."
The nurse says, "Where's your baby?"
The woman answers, "In the nursery. I didn't want a girl and besides,
that's the ugliest baby I ever saw."
The woman leaves the hospital.
The nurse knows the baby's uncle; so she telephones him and says,
"Your sister left the hospital without her baby girl. What should we
do? Do you want the baby?"
The uncle says, "We're having Christmas dinner right now. Is it OK
if we pick her up in about an hour or so?"
The nurse says, "Sure."
The uncle puts the telephone back in its holder and says to the family
members who are all busy eating a festive dinner, "God has given us
the ultimate Christmas present."
They all chime in and say, "What?"
"Another mouth to feed," he announces. "After dinner we're going to
the hospital to pick up our 5-day-old baby girl."
It's been said that on the way to the hospital the baby's grandmother
is to have whispered, "That baby is only half Armenian. What's the
other half?"
Whereby her uncle is said to have answered, "Who knows? Who cares?
She's ours even if her eyes might be blue."
And, that's how life began for a baby girl who was lucky enough to
have loving, caring, wonderful grandparents, aunts and uncles who
all pitched in and raised that baby until she married in 1954.
A love that lasts forever, that is the true meaning of Christmas.
This column is dedicated to all the wonderful, loving, caring people
who have dedicated their lives to raising other people's children as
their own. Shirley and Jerry, Alice, Sharon and John to name a few.
Without people like you, what would happen to us?