 Christmas Reflections 2007
We asked our boys and girls to write about what they would give someone for Christmas, namely, a gift that did not cost money, but would be very expensive and what their best and worst Christmases were. We share their reflections with you because we know they will touch your heart as they have ours.
If I could give any gift to my family back home, it would be the gift of happiness. Happiness is not around very much in my family. The way I would do this is I would get all my family together to celebrate the birth of the Lord. Then we could all be happy and show our love for each other…the worst Christmas ever experienced was the Christmas I had to spend with my abusive ex-step-dad without my mom. These were not good, but I could still tell the Lord loved me. Merry Christmas.
If I could give anything to my family back home, I would give money to my mom. I know money isn’t everything, but I would give her enough money to pay her bills and to fill her fridge all year long so that my mom would not have to worry where the next meal is coming from.
If I could give any gift to my family back home, I would go back in time and take back everything I did to my family. I would not lie to them or steal from them. I am sorry for what I have done. They deserve more and I apologize.
The best Christmas I ever experienced was last year at Boys Town because it was the first time I’ve ever had Christmas without having to worry about the constant bickering. It was good because we got to celebrate by being all together and by being happy and kind to each other.
If I could give any Christmas gift, it would be to my Family-Teacher’s little children, Olsen and Orian, for they have unknowingly been a big part of my life at Boys Town. These two little children have taught me how to smile and laugh even when times are not so perfect. These two have helped me understand how to be a kid and not always think I can handle everything on my own. I love them.
If I could give a gift back home, I would give my family the gift of being humble. My family can be cocky and too much into themselves thinking only of themselves. The gift of humbleness would allow my family to not be obsessed with “me” or “I.” They could turn to others, not be greedy and could give and be kind to others. What a beautiful gift. I pray it for them.
The worst Christmas I ever had was when I was in the 5th grade. We woke up and found very few presents and it was cold in the house. That year we didn’t have much money and our house was falling apart. But we had to pretend everything was OK. I remember later Christmas night hearing my mother crying because she wanted more for her children. I never saw so many tears on Christmas Day.
The worst Christmas I ever experienced was when I was five years old. I was still living with my biological mom and my biological dad was at the house. They were arguing. He was drunk. He tried to hit my mom. She dodged and he hit the wall and there was a hole. Later he drank more and passed out on the couch. My mother left the house angry so my older brother and I were at home alone with a drunken dad on the couch. The sad thing was she was pregnant with my younger brother when he tried to hit her.
The worst Christmas I ever had was when my home was empty. I don’t mean empty in the sense no one was there. I mean empty as in I had a very distant relationship with my family and I didn’t believe in God. That’s emptiness. I had no hope that anything would change or that nothing or no one could save any of us…the best Christmas I experienced are my Boys Town Christmases I’ve had here. There is no pretending. It is real here.
If I could give any Christmas gift whatsoever to my family back home, it would be a bible. The reason for this is because they don’t go to church. I also know that I went through the same and then they could realize exactly how I came to have a relationship with God. I would give them a second chance which is what I received.
If I could give any gift at Christmas to someone in my house, it would be this. There is someone in my house whose parents are living 10 to 20 minutes away and mine are living 3,000 to 4,000 miles away. I am fortunate to have love from a mom 3,000 miles away as if she were ten miles away. And I pray his parents will someday see this kid loves them very much and they should take advantage of what they have. I would give up anything to see this kid’s parents happy to have him home. No one should be alone at Christmas. However it works out, Boys Town will love him and keep him close at Christmas. Merry Christmas to all.
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