Saturday Morning Message: Holiday Memories
Author: Carol Lane
With the beginning of October, the fall holidays come quickly. We all celebrate differently and this week’s survivor responses show the unique ways some of us celebrated some of those holidays with our loved ones. The lead picture this week comes from Bonnie Jo, mother of Andrew. I thought it was a very patriotic way to celebrate Halloween and our loved ones. I hope you enjoy this week’s Saturday Morning Message.
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Mother of Bryon
Question for Next Week’s Saturday Morning Message
I was thinking about how TAPS has grown since the first time I contacted the TAPS Helpline. Now there are many programs, events, chats, and publications that are available to support survivors with a choice of ways to help heal. In an e-conversation with Ellen, fiance of David, she brought up the question for this week. What TAPS event, program or other experience has meant the most to you? She thought it would be interesting to share what TAPS has done to nourish our souls. We look forward to reading your responses.
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Answers from Survivors
Responses from Survivors to last week’s question: What is a holiday tradition that you enjoyed with your loved one?
From Kelsey, mother of Michael: My son didn't enjoy traditional holiday celebrations. I had to find creative ways for us to celebrate. For Thanksgiving we made tacos and watched a Japanese TV show called Sasuke. It shows everyday athletes competing in an obstacle course, much like the show we have here, American Ninja Warrior.
We watched the original Japanese program and had our favorite competitors whom we cheered for with much vigor! I have been unable to watch Sasuke since his death. It is painful to even think about. Now for Thanksgiving I prefer my tacos in solitude.
From Essie, mother of Tysheena: The most favorite holiday is Thanksgiving. Tysheena and I would get up early and start to prepare the food. Our last Thanksgiving together was 2014. Tysheena made the lasagna for me and baked my signature pan two-layer cake. I taught Tysheena how to cook starting at 13 years old. She and her siblings would always stand or sneak into the kitchen and peek at what I was doing, so when she turned 13, I started using her to help me prepare certain things. Tysheena was a foodie and loved to eat, so she enjoyed her time in the kitchen with me. Once she joined the Army she missed Thanksgiving with us in 2015, but was home for her other favorite holiday, Christmas. When she came home from boot camp for Christmas break we left the tree bare so she could decorate it. She loved Christmas mostly because that was our day. We, meaning just our immediate family. We would spend that day together. She would help me prepare our meal not as big as Thanksgiving, but close. Neither of these two holidays will ever be the same again.
From Merry, mother of Wesley: I don't know how this started, but on Christmas Day only Wes and I would make sure we had a fresh pineapple to cut into and eat. On New Year's Day, we would crack open—or try to crack open—a coconut. We also would enjoy hot cocoa with marshmallows right after decorating the Christmas tree.
From Samantha, fiancé of Preston: Christmas has always been my favorite holiday. So when Preston and I started dating and moved in together, I kind of roped him into my obsession. Part of me wants to think that he loved Christmas as much as I did, but realistically he was probably doing it for me.
So yeah, I went a bit crazy with the snowman dish towels, stockings, and gingerbread houses. We lived in a one-bedroom apartment on the third floor. I didn’t even know if we were allowed to have a real tree, but Preston and I picked one out together each year. He knew I wouldn’t be happy with a fake tree. He joked and said that because I got to have my way with all the other decorations, he got to pick out all of the ornaments and stuff for the tree. That’s how we ended up with a red, white, and blue Christmas tree. His beret was on the top for a star.
Every Christmas, he made cinnamon rolls for breakfast and other sweet treats. He always waited until Christmas Eve to start baking, so he was normally up late into the night. I always fell asleep, but once the clock turned midnight and it was Christmas Day, he woke me up and we opened presents sitting around our patriotic tree. It was magical, honestly. The rest of the world was quiet, it was just the two of us, the only lights on were from the tree, and we were so in love.
It just so happens that he died three days before Christmas last year. I made a promise to him that I would love Christmas again. I don’t know how or when, but I’m going to try.
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