Year Without A Santa Claus Mother Nature Novels & Stories

I knew it was silly of me to drink it now since I had no one to celebrate it with anymore, but I just felt that something was missing if I didn't have one. I let out a deep sigh and tried not to feel annoyed and lonely. Christmas is never a special occasion for me. Not since mom screwed up and dad followed her footsteps. This year, Steven spent the whole day doing talk shows and he'd only come home later tonight. Since I've never spent Christmas with my parents for years now, I had no idea where they were. Even Alberta, our maid, went to spend the night with her family. In short, I was home alone. On Christmas. Great.

I knew it was silly of me to drink it now since I had no one to celebrate it with anymore, but I just felt that something was missing if I didn't have one. I let out a deep sigh and tried not to feel annoyed and lonely. Christmas is never a special occasion for me. Not since mom screwed up and dad followed her footsteps. This year, Steven spent the whole day doing talk shows and he'd only come home later tonight. Since I've never spent Christmas with my parents for years now, I had no idea where they were. Even Alberta, our maid, went to spend the night with her family. In short, I was home alone. On Christmas. Great.

Charlene wanted to buy a new plant after work because she realized one of her plants at home was withering. She noticed what her coworker had mentioned: Santa Claus decorations and Christmas trees were all over the mall. There was a tangible sense of celebration. People were swarming the streets, either in groups or in pairs. Overwhelmed by the festive spirit, Charlene was temporarily immobile as she observed the vibrant surroundings surrounding her.

“Now, we just get to watch him be like this without knowing how the night is going to end.” “Thanks, guys.” Alpha Damian cleared his throat. “Thank you guys so much for coming. Another year has gone by and we are at another Yule. Another night we get to celebrate our own Moon Goddess. Getting to reflect on the blessings she has given us and hopeful for blessings in the future. Let us celebrate our dear goddess tonight. Without which, none of us would be here!” “Yeah, you would have been with your actual mates.” Krista grumbled.

Mom came down with a tray of something in her hands instead of letting one of the servants do it. "Hey mom, how come you're doing this yourself?" "I don't know. We didn't go to the shelter this year because we've invited everyone, so I guess I'm feeling a little bit guilty." "Didn't you donate all the food this year? I'm sure they don't mind us missing one year mom, we'll go for Xmas, and make everyone that's here today come with us."

Julia "Momma, will we ever have a Christmas tree?" the sad look in her eyes tugs at my heart. Her request is such a simple one and yet, still something that I can't give her. All children should know the pure joy of a Christmas tree, the twinkling lights, and multicolored baubles. I've only ever had one Christmas tree but I've never forgotten about it. "One year, baby, one year." It's the same line that I tell her every year but it's something that I plan on making happen.... one year anyway. "You said that last year, momma." this girl may only be three but she has an incredible brain and memory.

After reading that message, she was very happy. Her impressions of Christmas didn't stop until the year her mother passed away. After her mother passed away, she and her father stopped celebrating Christmas. Years ago, every time it was Christmas, Ella and her parents would decorate the tree together. Along with the bells ringing at midnight, white candles are lit and placed around the dining table, all the dishes and wines look extremely attractive under the candlelight. Christmas bells spread, dispelling the cold of winter. But, that Christmas, there was no snow in city X. Ella expects a lot about Christmas this year. She hopes it will snow. But, the weather was just warm, no snowflakes fe

“I work with time and it’s almost time for me to do something else.” “Alright... stay safe, December is tomorrow and this year’s Christmas will be very long.”“Hahaha... it reminds me of long Halloween. Only that, this time around, no one will be on costumes. No one is trick or treating and Santa is gonna come earlier than normal...” she glanced at the tv,“... am I right, Hendricks?”

Then once January fourth rolls around, they are gone again. Emberly and I are dragging out all the Christmas decorations from the attic. We thought we might surprise mom and have them put up before she and dad got home from Paris. Mom is one of those Christmas nuts that puts Christmas decorations out on November first, right after Halloween has passed. But this year, she wasn't home. Emberly and I have been swamped with school and our sports activities, so we haven't had the chance to put the decorations out. Not to mention any free time we had, we were fucking like rabbits until she had the miscarriage.

"What in the world started all of that?" "I don't know. I just felt overwhelmed talking about what your dad is going through. I just need you to know how much you mean to me." He brushed her hair back and gazed down at her. "My mother used to always make us write down our Christmas wish for the year. It was above our Santa letter where we listed out our gifts. I didn't have many Christmas wishes, honestly because it seemed silly. I didn't believe in them, but this year, my wish would be for you."