The Eve of Christmas Eve

My father had a wonderful habit that I adopted on this day. After dinner and we kids had gone to our rooms to read and fall off to sleep he would pour himself a cup of coffee and go sit in the living room and watch the Christmas tree. He may sit for at least an hour, and we never asked what he was thinking. We all knew this was his time and not to be disturbed.

I still wonder what he was thinking. Was he remembering a time when he was a young boy anxious about what Santa might bring? Probably not. He was a child of the depression where many stockings were bare. Was he going over the past year? Was he thinking about the future and what it would bring? He never said. My father’s era was a time where fathers didn’t talk to their children about their dreams, or much of anything. World War II was never discussed for example. Yet somehow I have an impression to this day that hour or so all alone with a decorated tree was special beyond description.

Do you do something special for Christmas that’s all yours?

About the author

Webb Hubbell is the former Associate Attorney General of The United States. His novels, When Men Betray, Ginger Snaps, A Game of Inches, The Eighteenth Green, and The East End are published by Beaufort Books and are available online or at your local bookstore. When Men Betray won one of the IndieFab awards for best novel in 2014. Ginger Snaps and The Eighteenth Green won the IPPY Awards Gold Medal for best suspense/thriller. His latest, “Light of Day” will be on the bookstands soon.

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