In the words of that old Elvis song..."I'll have a Blue Christmas without you."
When I hear that song my eyes fill with tears remembering Carol and sharing every Christmas with her. She loved everything about the holiday. The shopping, wrapping presents, baking cookies, trimming the tree. etc. I always had to help her find and then decorate that tree at her home. She had a treasure of ornaments (mostly Hallmark) that were parts of a particular set which turned out to be very valuable to a collector! She'd put on some soft music, we'd sip wine and decorate that huge tree (normally, the biggest one we could find). Then we'd lay out the presents under the tree to admire.
When Christmas morning arrived she's jump out of bed and head straight for that tree. She giggled that childish laugh as she tore into her presents like a 10-year old would. It always struck me as funny to see a beautiful 30 year old woman act like a child. With every present she opened, she'd flash that beautiful smile and give me a huge hug and gentle kiss. So, I always made sure that she had plenty gifts to open. One thing she knew that she would get from me was some new sexy clothing from Victoria's Secret. She loved to wear those things and always gave me quite a show.
After all the gifts were opened, she'd take my hand a lead me to the bedroom where she would try on her new outfit for my approval. And YES, I always approved to see her gorgeous body in her outfits that revealed her huge breasts and her small waist and shapely ass.
After the show, we would climb back into bed and make such tender, passionate love till we fell asleep in each other'd arms!
She's be gone for over 20 years now, but I still can see her in my mind. I enjoy spending time with my family and friends during the holidays but it's not as much fun as it was with her. I miss you so much, my angel! You were not only my lover but also my best friend. I would give up everything to spend one more Christmas with you but I know that one day we'll be together again for eternity!
Also, I will thank you for the 2 gifts you have given me since your death. First, at the funeral home when I had brought one rose to place on your casket and the director asked if I was the one who wanted to place a rose in her hand. Since it was a closed-casket service he placed that rose in your hand for me. When I asked how he knew what I wanted to do he told me that some woman had called and told him! Secondly, for appearing in a dream to tell me that you were all right in your new life which helped me cope with the fact that my great-niece, 10 years old, would die in an auto accident that afternoon!