tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post527782075444881603..comments2024-02-12T00:54:12.280-08:00Comments on Sharon Hamilton Author: Red Days of Christmas, Days of Light and ColorSharon Hamiltonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09733653906932403080noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-89198688389147427752015-11-30T06:47:14.353-08:002015-11-30T06:47:14.353-08:00Indeed. :-)Indeed. :-)Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07843239483061220089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-432259183170328702015-11-29T22:07:38.475-08:002015-11-29T22:07:38.475-08:00It has been the same for me, J.D. No one deserves ...It has been the same for me, J.D. No one deserves all the gifts of the season more than you. Your heart and capacity to see the good in people, to bring out the good in people, is just a miracle and a blessing I will enjoy every day for the rest of my life. Our working together has been, for me, one of the greatest gifts of my life. Thank you, my handsome prince!!Sharon Hamiltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09733653906932403080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-45587192514105887162015-11-29T22:05:55.279-08:002015-11-29T22:05:55.279-08:00Ahhh. Thank you, Judy. May it sparkle way beyond t...Ahhh. Thank you, Judy. May it sparkle way beyond the 25th. We have a good mentor, right?Sharon Hamiltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09733653906932403080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-1945255386833509142015-11-29T18:01:34.977-08:002015-11-29T18:01:34.977-08:00Thanks for starting of my Christmas Season so beau...Thanks for starting of my Christmas Season so beautifully.Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07843239483061220089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-25713064740415318102015-11-29T17:07:37.457-08:002015-11-29T17:07:37.457-08:00Well said my Princess. It is so very fragile as yo...Well said my Princess. It is so very fragile as you say. Maybe we should always approach life with the awe, innocents and enthusiam of a child. We have both now experienced more Christmases in our past than future but I believe our best Christmases are yet to come along with everything else we experience for the rest of our lives. Working with you has been like Christmas everyday for me. You are the kindest most talented and generous person that I know. You are that star that shines so brightly in the sky that I gaze at and wish upon. My greatest joy would be to see your every wish, your every dream come true. No one, at least that I know, deserves it more. xoxoxoxo Always, my beautiful Princess.<br />J.D. Harthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16680048546218906899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-86334995540525519462015-11-29T15:32:11.342-08:002015-11-29T15:32:11.342-08:00Beautifully said, J.D. Ahhh, the images I get. And...Beautifully said, J.D. Ahhh, the images I get. And yes, I do see that little boy side of you, that peace and calm. Funny how we don't understand it at the time, but it is so fragile. I guess that's why our fond memories of childhood are that way because we haven't yet learned how easily they can be overshadowed by things from the adult world that are so scarry. It is a message of hope and love, as each Christmas we get older, but the memory builds. I have now more Christmases in the past than in the present, but that doesn't detract from my enjoyment and wonder of each new <br />Christmas present. OXOXOX My Prince.Sharon Hamiltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09733653906932403080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-6112270536519593562015-11-29T15:18:32.779-08:002015-11-29T15:18:32.779-08:00Wonderful post! I'll always remember the old f...Wonderful post! I'll always remember the old fashioned Christmases we had at my Grandmother's house. My Grandpa and I would go out into the woods and cut down the Christmas tree. With Perry Como and Johnny Mathis on the stereo and a blazing fire in the fireplace, I was at peace with the world and felt the warmth of two loving Grandparents. Christmas is indeed a feeling in one's heart. A sense of oneness and unity, a feeling of peace on earth, if only for a moment. I will forever remain that little boy inside at Christmas time. Wishing you my Princess and everyone here that feeling of love, joy and peace that we all so desperately need. xoxoxoxoJ.D. Harthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16680048546218906899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-9477977929763743652015-11-29T12:57:45.391-08:002015-11-29T12:57:45.391-08:00You too, Karen! Yes, the lights and the wonder of ...You too, Karen! Yes, the lights and the wonder of it all is Christmas to me. Sharing, not defining or dividing us all. I can totally understand about you not enjoying it since you work at UPS. OMG I can't imagine how crazy that would be. But hopefully, there's lots of overtime. Heck, I'd be inclined to buy presents on sale after Christmas so I didn't have to worry about doing anything! Hope you get some help with the home things and have a wonderful, love-filled home at this time of year. You are a gem, I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'm sure, many times. I'm a writer only because of great readers and fans like you, Karen.Sharon Hamiltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09733653906932403080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-36730989587075563122015-11-29T12:54:54.945-08:002015-11-29T12:54:54.945-08:00Indeed, Julie. Our first Christmas together, Don m...Indeed, Julie. Our first Christmas together, Don made some "boobs" out of dough. The next Christmas, they had "shriveled" from moisture. We looked at each other, and said simultaneously, "Shades of Things to Come." And we laughed. Yes, I remember all those lovely simple treats and times together, yes, and the laughter too!Sharon Hamiltonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09733653906932403080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-88103139792019391722015-11-29T12:20:04.999-08:002015-11-29T12:20:04.999-08:00I'm really sad to say I don't really enjoy...I'm really sad to say I don't really enjoy Christmas anymore like I used to. Working for UPS it's hard to when all you do from Thanksgiving to Christmas is be really really busy. I do remember Christmas being one of my favorite holidays and I hope someday to get that joy back. Like I was telling myself yesterday at work 10 more peaks till retirement even if I work somewhere else I'm hoping I find a job when I can capture my joy and love of Christmas again. Sharon I always love your posts. Thank you for sharing such wonderful pictures. I must admit one of my favorite parts of the holidays is all the Christmas lights. Have a wonderful day <3Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06986378500603320430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7219064774757570879.post-50882568271842138332015-11-29T12:16:10.588-08:002015-11-29T12:16:10.588-08:00We always had a real Christmas tree and wasn't...We always had a real Christmas tree and wasn't like today's were everything matches. We all helped and had our favourite baubles,coloured mismatches snowmen.angels etc. I remember thin strings of shiny silver paper. It was done with such love and laughter. I use to love the different smells of the tree, Christmas cakes and warm mince pies mingling with the smell of the Turkey and stuffing. Magical times Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16850218409714826161noreply@blogger.com