When I received the book, “The Christmas Wish,” written by Richard
M. Siddoway, I did not know how much it would mean to me, in so
many different ways. Richard is an educator in the public school system
of Utah, along with being a member of the House of Representatives.
He and his wife, Janice, have eight children and possibly grandchildren
since the book was published.
I think where they live in Utah, sounds very much like the book:
First of all, it is a lovely book, with a special Christmas annual mystery.
A grandson who loved his grandparents and who had been raised by
them. He respected his grandfather very much and after he has passed
away, he finds out Grandpa had visited a woman named “Lillian” every
Christmas Eve. It has a happy ending, one his Grandma is pleased about
and readers are blessed by.
This book holds such great meaning, including being open to what may
possibly be another way to view a situation, along with the powerful
ingredient of forgiveness.
It was written in 1995, given to me in 2003.
Jean A. was my mentor, almost a decade younger than I was. I was in
the midst of pursuing my Master’s degree, when she found out she was
pregnant. A ‘surprise!’ baby.
A mother of three teenagers, Jean was a little distracted. But she was still
the very best preschool teacher of integrated developing levels of children.
A fine example for me to attempt to follow her beautiful and lasting
footsteps. Her husband and family were such a fine example of love and
Jean shone with a year-round Christmas spirit.
Little did I know, she would pass away when her little Spencer was only
three years old, doctor having found cancer growing rapidly due to the
increase of hormones from pregnancy. This book is a treasure and one
that is brought out every Christmas. I read it again, since it has a lot of
history in it, along with all the elements of a good story. I also hang up
a framed snow painting that has the words,
“Star light, star bright,
I wish I may,
I wish I might,
Have this Wish
I wish tonight.
Peace on Earth.”
Inside the book there is a precious poem:
“The house is warm, good cheer abounds.
The heart of Christmas is all around.
The children sing, their voices sweet,
The candles are lit, such rosy heat.
My heart is full, my eyes aglow,
For those here with me
and those I cannot know.”
~* Anonymous *~
(A preface also says,
“I said a Christmas prayer for you
because the seasons near.
I didn’t ask for riches
but for gifts so much more dear.
I asked for joyful gatherings
with your family all around,
and for carols to inspire you
with their old familiar sound,
I asked for quiet moments
in your heart on Christmas morn,
for a special time to celebrate
the Savior who was born.
I asked for friends to send their best
that you might know they care. . .
I asked for peace and love and hope;
and I know God heard my prayer.”
Nancy Parker Brummett
Happy “Festivus for the Rest of Us!”
Blessed Christmas wishes,
Joy in Kwanzaa Celebrations,
or Hope you find Peace:
May it be True.