December 9, 2019
In Cedarfield tradition, the Pastoral Care Team created this compilation of holiday memoirs by team members and residents. We will share one a day through the holidays. Happy Holidays to you and yours!
Georgia Brown, Team Member
There is a saying in Texas that if you are not born in Texas, you got there as soon as you could. So it made sense when our first child, a daughter, was born that we move from Massachusetts to Richardson, Texas. She “got there as soon as she could!” My husband’s parents lived in Richardson, and it seemed like a good place to be. Only two years later our son was born while we were still in Richardson — everyone says he was the smart one in the family because he was BORN in Texas.
In 1989, the citizens, merchants, and civic organizations of Richardson started a new tradition. They created a tiny town of 16 colorful holiday dwellings on the north side of City Hall and called it “Santa’s Village.” It quickly became a Christmas gathering spot for the communit y with each colorful building offering children a fun activit y, snacks, entertainment and even a visit with Santa Claus. Even now, the tradition of Santa’s Village continues with people from all over Richardson volunteering to staff the village and keep it a free activit y for families. Multiple generations have made Santa’s Village part of their Christmas experience. We went every Christmas. It was a great spot to see friends and catch up on hometown happenings. Our children were fascinated by all the sites of Santa’s Village— a place of wonder and delight. One Christmas evening while we were there, our little boy made a felt craft – a Rudolph with a candy cane. It was such a simple thing, but I’ve held on to it all these years. And each year at Christmas I take it out, slide a new candy cane into the slot and put it out to enjoy.
Over the years he made other wonderful treasures out of felt and paper, and I’ve kept as many as I could to display and enjoy at Christmas time. This year he and his wife are expecting their first child — a boy. As we anticipate this little boy’s arrival, I find that so many memories of my sweet boy from years ago are being rekindled. I pray that their son will be as joy-filled as our little boy was, and that he will bring them happiness for years to come — maybe even a craft or two.
“Love Christmas, not just because of the presents but because of all the decorations and lights and the warmth of the season.” –Ashley Tisdale