Sunday, November 21, 2010

The Christmas Cherries


I have a serious sweet tooth, especially one for dark chocolate. I got it from my dad. You have no idea how huge his sweet tooth was. He could eat any cookie-lover or chocolate-lover under the table. His favorite holiday treat was those chocolate covered cherries that come out for Christmas. You know the kind with the liquid inside? So good!

Last Christmas I was at Walmart on Black Friday with Tony and saw the cherry display. Those red boxes just screamed TOM!! So I bought a box for Dad as one of his Christmas presents. The morning that we celebrated Christmas with my parents and brother (December 21st), he opened his cherries and I remember him giving a smile and a little chuckle. Sharing a sweet tooth between father and daughter is a pretty sweet thing. Pardon the pun... Anyway, he opened them right up and ate one or two. Because that is what you do at 9 in the morning when you love sweets as much as Dad did...
Here is Dad last Christmas opening his cherries. I didn't know this was the last box I would ever give him. Or that this was the last time I would ever see him.

I have seen the cherries this year in the stores a few times. I avoid them like the plague, practically running the other way as their bright red boxes taunt me. Too hard to look the dumb things. But the thought has crossed my mind that maybe I should buy a box, just for Dad. Not sure if I can bring myself to do that, though. We will see.

Miss you, Dad. Oh, and thanks for the Sweet Tooth. :)

4 comments:

Chrissie said...

Maybe you should start yourself a tradition. Buy a box and have a couple Christmas morning in honor of your dad. Then you can chuckle too. :) I have no doubt that he'd be chuckling down at you.

Gramma Marie said...

I like Chrissie's idea. You could even pass on the the tradition with your kids. My Dad always use to put loose change in our stockings. The first Christmas after he passed away, I was hanging the stockings and heard the jingle of the change in each stocking. I still tear up. Those coins have remained in the stockings and I doubt I will ever take them out. Holidays are joyful and bittersweet when those we love and care about are no longer with us on earth. Love you.

Stephanie said...

I am SO glad you blogged about this!! Good for you! I hope it brought a smile to your face once you got thru it!

Love to you friend.. your dad would be proud of you .. and like Chrissie said.. he's probably chuckling at this post, too!

xo

Bloom Where You Are Planted said...

Go for it, Girl!! :) If you can bring yourself to do it, it may be a bitter sweet moment though.

I am so sorry that you have to go through this...I really can't imagine the depth of your pain.

Hang in there, sweet friend.

I pray that the God of peace will fill you to overflowing with just that.