Baby It’s Cold Outside

By, Nan Claire Falkner

“I’m freezing!” Ann said rubbing her arms.

“Sorry about the furnace honey.  Guess we’ll have to sleep by the fireplace tonight.”

“Ooooh you rascal – okay you’re on!”  The couple had enjoyed many Christmas days for 46 years having two sons, two beautiful daughters-in-law and six wonderful grandchildren.

But this year was going to be a lonely one for Alan.  Ann had lived twenty-one years with the horrid reality that each year, could be her last.  Now that she was gone, nothing seemed the same.  The Christmas songs brought tears to his eyes.

He looked up and whispered “Merry Christmas my love.”


30 thoughts on “Baby It’s Cold Outside

  1. “Holidays without Loved Ones” can be a very difficult time. But good memories of them, plus kids, grandkids, other family members and friends will help “Warm the Heart”.

      • Awwe, I’m so sorry to hear that Nan. The only silver lining in such tragic situations is that no one can take away one’s memories of the happy times spent together. Stay strong.

        • Dear anuragbakshi, Thank you for reading my story. This is going to be a hard one, but I have my boys, their wives, and grandchildren to cheer me up. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

    • Thanks Rochelle, I haven’t felt too cheery thinking about Christmas, but Mike and I went to our three year old granddaughter’s Christmas play and those children were a hoot. Finley (our granddaughter) really did good – we were impressed.

  2. This one tugged at my heart strings, Nan.

    Just a word of critique. I think the story needs a brief transition inserted after the line about the grandchildren. Something to tell the reader that the first half was a memory. Or perhaps, just starting a new paragraph at “This year . . .” Just a thought. Hope you don’t mind.

    • Hey Russell, Of course I don’t mind – and you’re right. Mike told me this tonight before we went to our three year-old granddaughters Christmas play. Ann really liked you guys. We had a wonderful time on our Mississippi cruise, didn’t we! Merry Christmas Connie and Russell!

  3. This is a sad story, Nan. Memories come flooding back on holidays. This will be the first December 24th we haven’t celebrated my late husband’s birthday. My dad died in 1980 on July 4th. Good writing. —- Suzanne

    • Dear Suzanne, It’s February and I just read your comment – very kind of you. I am so sorry about your Father, I know the feeling of emptiness well. My childhood family is all gone and I’m left here. I am truly thankful for my thoughtful and caring husband who has helped me this past year along with all the children and grandchildren which are sanity savers! Thank you.

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