Susan Spess Shay

Still playing make believe.

Christmas Bell


Eleven years ago I went with my sister to the wedding of a friend.

Actually, this girl was more than just a friend. She was one of those people who has been a part of my life all of hers. I’ve known her since she came home from the hospital the first time. She was a funny, rambunctious, outgoing little girl with glorious curly hair that her daddy wanted to keep long.

Trouble was, the little girl was very tender-headed. She’d come over every morning to let my mother  comb out the snarls because she thought her own mama hurt too much. (One of my sisters was very tender-headed and verbal, too, so Mom got to be a real pro at not pulling!)

This girl’s family lived across the street from us. Her older sister was my sister’s best friend and her older brother was my brother’s best friend.

I’ve always been surprised the kids didn’t dig a tunnel under the street from one house to the other so they could get back and forth between the houses without running outside.

Several years ago when my family’s van was hit by a drunk driver and we lost several family members, this girl and her family was there for us. Supporting us, loving us and grieving with us. The company she worked for even made a video about drinking and driving, dedicated to my sister’s daughters who died in the wreck.

 So when she married, I knew I had to go to the wedding. My sister was asked to help out with some things for the reception, and was invited to the rehearsal dinner. I crashed. 8) 

After the wedding, instead of rice or bird seed to toss at the couple, we were given little white bells to ring as the couple left.

When I came home from the wedding, I hung the bell on my tree. Every year since,  that bell has been on our tree.

Anytime I hang an ornament that someone has given over the years on our tree, I say a little prayer for that person and her family. For the past ten years I’ve prayed for this woman and her beautiful family.

Now if I can only get my tree out of the attic, I can make it eleven!

When we get our tree out of the attic, I’ll find the bell, hang it on the tree and once more pray for this beautiful family.

Author: Susan Shay

For as long as I can remember, I've loved two things--reading and people--and that led me to become a writer. Many of my stories are set in Small Town Worlds. I'm a wife, mother, sibling and an aunt. I have a deep faith in God, and an exciting life in Christ. Maybe I shouldn't be (after all, he's God!) but I'm constantly amazed at the things He's up to. :)

4 thoughts on “Christmas Bell

  1. Beautiful. Those are the most special kind of ornaments! As you “adorn” your tree, you are also “adorning” your heart. Adorn-“make more beautiful or attractive”.

  2. That’s a wonderful story! I have to remember to do that. I have lots of ornaments that have been gifts from dear friends. I even have one Susan Shay original. I wonder if you will hear my prayers for you? spw

    • Sandee,
      I doubt if I hear it, but as long as He does, we’ll both benefit! Thank you so much for remembering. I hope your Christmas is extra-special this year.
      Will you get to come home?

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