Holiday Mom: Maggie

maggieDearest Holiday Child,

I’m so happy to welcome you into our home this holiday.   The holiday season is upon us and the world is beginning the hustle and bustle that usually comes with the season. Our house will be a little more low key than many. I hope you appreciate a place of quiet refuge where you are free to be yourself.

Today is a day of preparation. You can join in the activity, or sit quietly with a cup of warm tea and watch. I will be baking cookies (I hope you like peanut butter cookies fresh from the oven!) and peach muffins. Hopefully by the end of our day, there will be some left to put in the freezer for the coming days.

Others will visit today. They are friends of your Holiday Brother and all young people like you – but all feel at home here. I treat them as I treat you; you may lounge around, playing video games or listening to loud music. Just don’t complain if I dance! And beware that if I need something carried I will ask you to help out, just as I ask the others that are here.

Even as others come and go, the kitchen is always a place to sit and relax.   Video games may be blaring from the living room’s T.V. (why do the voices all sound so mechanical?). The crazy dogs bark every time a new young adult comes in or exits the house. The family room couch is occupied by two kids (to me they are kids) that I think are a couple but they aren’t talking to each other, or looking at each other. Both are on a laptop playing a game with friends in another state. Such is life in our home, but I see a smile on your face and know that you are enjoying yourself and feel like you fit right in.

I’m glad you are fitting in. I see you reaching down to pet Kain, one of the Boxers. I forgot to warn you that Karma, his sister, will get jealous and come drool on you! She seems to know it is a sure-fire way to get attention. Much like a toddler, she doesn’t care if it is “good” attention” or “not-so-good” attention! Both Kain and Karma just want to be the center of the action here.

As the night settles down, the others begin to leave. Stay awhile longer, snuggle under a fuzzy blanket on the couch with Kain at your side and have one more muffin. I will tell you a story to keep your heart warm. It is a story of the unconditional love of your Holiday Mom to you. It is the story of being welcomed with open arms into a bear hug. It is the story of knowing you are help up and strengthened by this love.

I love you Holiday Child.

Maggie, Your Holiday Mom




  1. Gavin says:

    Hello Holiday Mom.

    I’m Gavin, and this is the first time someone welcomes me into their home for christmas, and I am so grateful for this. I love peanut butter cookies, and I can’t wait to play with the dogs! I am more of a cat person myself, but dogs are just the greatest companions!

    Thank you for accepting me.

    Love, your holiday son

    • Maggie says:

      Welcome home, Gavin!

      The dogs are excited to have a new family member to initiate into the game of “I want you to throw the ball but I”m not going to give it to you.” Just beware of excessive drool! (Boxers are messier than cats, that is for sure!)

      If you arrive for Christmas Eve, it will be an evening of quiet talk and reflection. Christmas Day the prime rib will roast and the music will blare. One of your other siblings will arrive on Boxing Day with her boyfriend, and their new puppy. That will bring craziness to new heights.

      Just come to enjoy the times, know that you are welcome and accepted always!
      Your :Holiday Mom Maggie

  2. Angel says:

    Dear Holiday Mom,

    Are you crazy? I love peanut butter cookies, but I can make them as well as I can bake a cake. A quiet place to just sit and talk sounds nice right now. I’m not much of a dog person, but those are wicked names for dogs. I had one when I lived in New Mexico a couple years back. She’s a golden lab/pitbull mix, Vicenta. She has the prettiest name for a really though dog. When I moved back here, we couldn’t bring her back. But thankfully my grandmother is bringing her to us in the Spring. I want a pair of Russian Blue kittens and name one Guns and the other Roses. Get it? But sadly my legit mother is allergic to cats and my dad hates dogs. All we have here is a fish, and a fish is not a pet.

    Well, anyway…. Here is a hug for you. A hug for my Holiday Brother and pats for the dogs.

    Happy Holidays Holiday Mom,
    – Your Son, Daughter, Human

    • Maggie says:

      Guns and Roses — I get it and like it! I agree that fish are not pets, but don’t tell your Holiday Bro that – he once had a beta named Holiday (it was red and a gag gift from my office party). Your HOliday Brother talked to it and took care of it for years.

      Stay safe over the holidays, get some rest and

  3. Marshall says:

    Hi Holiday Mom,
    I’m your holiday son, Marshall. I’m FTM, and I don’t pass as male very often, so it may take me a while, but I will eventually make my way over to the video games and ask for a tutorial on how to play. After I eat a bunch of peanut butter cookies, that is. I will very happily play with Kain and Karma, because I absolutely love dogs. Thank you for loving me just the way I am and for welcoming me into your home.
    Your holiday son,

    • Maggie says:

      Karma and Kain will be so grateful for the attention that you will lavish on them!
      Your Holiday Mom,

  4. Abigail says:

    Thank you so much for taking me into your home this holiday season. I promise that if you ever need something carried out, I’m your girl! I’m a one-trip kind of person and it’ll get done quickly. And any mom who appreciates a little loud music is an automatic favorite of mine. Thank you again for taking the time to write this and put a smile on my face.

    • Maggie says:

      Loud music is a must while I cook, grade papers, or just chill out. Your Holiday Brother Has a fine appreciation for loud music as well, We’ll take turns choosing the tunes.

      Your Holiday Mom,

  5. Calil says:

    This sounds nice, Maggie. I’d love to have some peanut butter cookies and peach muffins and pet the dogs. 🙂

    • Maggie says:

      Dear Calil,
      What a lovely name. Welcome to the house. The tea is hot and the muffins are peach and strawberry. Sit and let’s talk!

      Your Holiday Mom,

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