It’s time for my winter contest! It’s been a rough year, so I’m giving away these prizes to bring a bit of cheer:
- 1. US Residents Only: Win a Kindle Fire and a basket full o’ goodies
- 2. International Residents Only: Win a $75 Amazon Gift Card to Amazon.com/AU/DE/CA/UK (your choice)
- 3. Everybody can enter: Five people will each win a $20 Amazon Gift card to Amazon.com/AU/DE/CA/UK (your choice)
To Enter:
- You must be 18 or over
- You must tell me IN your entry (not in a separate entry) whether you are USA or Intl
- I want to hear what your happiest winter memory is. It doesn’t have to be holiday-oriented–it can just have taken place during the winter (though I do love snow stories, but that won’t affect your chances to win).
- Enter by midnight December 31st, 2020, Pacific Time
- Make sure your email address is correct because that’s how my assistant will contact people.
Blogmas: Winter Holiday Contest!
Over 18 and definitely in the US! My favorite Winter memory (every year!) is the fact that my paternal grandmother – who I am also named for – share the same birthday, January 6th! We’ve always had a special bond and that just seems to seal it further. There’s a running joke in the family that she still has not gotten the lasagna birthday dinner that I interrupted and that it was very unfair to hand me to her, say ‘Happy Birthday!’, and then insist she give me back lol.
I am in the US and WAY over 18 years old, lol
Living in the South, we never saw snow or ice in the winter. When I was 8 years old, Alabama got its first snow/ice storm in decades. This storm knocked out power in several small towns. Thankfully my grandparents had an old wood stove and kerosene heater that we used for heat and cooking. Imagine 4 adults and 6 kids (all under the age of 12) in a 2 bedroom trailer without power! In order for us to go outside we had to use socks as gloves (why buy gloves in the south?) and cover our shoes with plastic grocery bags and leftover bread bags. The best time was when my mom and aunt joined us and taught us how to use garbage can lids to slide down the street!
I am over 18 and live in the U.S.
One of my warmest holiday memories would have to be this year. We are having a hard time right now due to just losing my father and my 3 kids grandfather to cancer. We were extremely close to him and just wish he would come back! The kids and I are opening presents Christmas morning and I see something out of the corner of my eye. I look up and see a shadow of a man standing in my hallway. The shadow continued to walk on down the hallway once I saw it and knew he was here for Christmas morning just like he always was! He always wore a Santa hat and passed out the gifts to everyone in his Santa voice ❤️
I live in the United States and I’m over 18.
In the Winter of 1974, in Henderson NV. A winter storm dumped 5 inches of snow. A dark haired little seven year old girl, got her Christmas wish. I wanted to see real snow. I remember it vividly and with so much joy. We played the entire day, and that nigh watched the sparkles in the night. Sheer bliss….
One of my happiest winter memories was December 1985 in NH when my son at 11 months went home to visit my parents for Christmas. My mother was rocking my son in her chair and cuddling him. So sweet! Over 18 and live in the US.
I live in Longview, WA USA and I am over 18, retired. I still remember when my parents loaded up 6 kids and my Aunt Joyce to go on a 36 hour drive to Flaxton, North Dakota in our station wagon to spend Christmas with my Grandparents. It was a tiny town 7 miles from the Canadian border, SNOW!! All of the cousins stayed next door in an empty house with the owners permission. So many memories so a teenager.
I am over 18 and live in Scotland.
My happiest winter memory was when I was 7 or 8, my friend and I had made a slide in the snow and had played on this all day, we didnt have a sledge or anything like that but we had long winter, waterproof jackets on that we pulled to its length, tucked it under our bums and used as our own personal sledge. Our parents let us stay out till after 7 which was late to us and we played there in the snow, rosy cheeked an had the time of our lives. I’m still in touch with that friend and will always be grateful for that winter’s day. It still makes me smile 5 decades later.
In the USA here 🙂
Mine is a winter afternoon. I was 13, my brother was 9, and our best friends were over for a romp in the three feet of snow that we had gotten over the last few days. After four hours in snow suits and the cold, my dad called us in (I swear, all dads know this whistle and every kid knows it means “get your butt back to the house”). We got all the outer stuff of in the breezeway and came in to the smell of real hot cocoa on the stove and freshly made potato chips, something he had never tried making before. There is a picture somewhere in an album of all four of us sitting on the couch, mugs in hand, all cuddles up and grinning like four Cheshire cats all in a row. It never fails to make me smile.
I live in the US. Oklahoma. My favorite memory is of my kids and my brother playing with the video game where you hold the control…not Wi, but the one that came out 10 to 12 years ago…argh! I hate it when my brain doesn’t cooperate. Anyway, it was so funny watching them play that I laughed till I cried.
Oopps, forgot to tell you that I am over 18- 49 yrs. young to be exact. Thanks for the giveaway. I appreciate it.
3 years ago, my sister won the lottery for 2 tickets to enter the Newgrange Passage tomb at the Winter Solstice. She took me! It was cloudy that day so we didn’t get that moment when the sun coming down the passage into the chamber. However, it was still a powerful experience! As we sat in the dark waiting to see if the light would come, we could hear drumming from outside. All in all, it was amazing.
I am (way) over 18 and live in the US.
I am over 18 and I reside within the US. My favorite winter holiday actually has to have been this Christmas. I really wanted snow this year for Christmas as it hadn’t been a white Christmas for us in many years. I woke up Christmas morning to a winter wonderland! I couldn’t believe my wish had somehow been granted. Our yard, the trees, everything was snow covered. I felt so happy and my mood stayed that way all day. Toward the evening, the snow started to fall again, heavily this time in big fluffy flakes. The air seemed to radiate with magic! My happiness multiplied a million times again! I was inspired to grab my cell phone and take a video of the snow., to share my joy with anyone that chose to view it after posting.
I am over 18 and live in USA
My favorite winter memory is when I first moved up here with my daughter who was 1 from Texas. She never seen snow before and the first time it snowed here, she was fascinated by it. It was a delight to see her face look at things with wonder that first few months and it continued with her brother a year later.
Hi. I’m over 18 and live in Texas. My best holiday memory happened in 2006. My daughter was just about 1 1/2 and we had just moved to Fort Carson in Colorado. I didn’t know how early it snowed there but one night in late October my daughter woke me up to show me what she called the “white rain”. Side note we’re from northeast Louisiana so snow was new for her. We lived at the base of the mountains so when we looked out we could see the first snow fall on the mountain. Thanks to some cleverly placed lights. It was the best thing ever to watch my baby see her first real snow fall.
I am in the u.s and my happiest winter moments are when my extended family get together and share a meal everyone prepared and almost no one argues I lost both my mom and mother in law in last 15 months and I miss them being in charge pulling it together hugging us cooking for us taking to us and going shopping together we all got along.
Ps I am 43
I grew up moving around the country. Some places had wet, heavy snows, one closed school for days after a couple inches of snow, another didn’t close schools despite over a foot of snow. I thought I knee snow, then I moved to Utah. Our first winter there, it snowed like crazy. The light fluffy snow was like nothing I had experienced in the east and midwest. I loved watching our labrador playing in snow taller than her. Before all was said and done that winter, we had over 4 1/2 feet of snow and had to dig out the mailbox almost daily. It was beautiful though. I loved spring in the mountains. In May and June, the mountains would be green, but topped with snow.
In the U.S. over 18.
I am way over 19 and live in the USA.
My favorite winter memory is when I was very young every Christmas eve my cousins and Aunts would come over for all day and spend the night. We would pretend to sleep then Santa would come at midnight and we would open gifts. I didn’t realize how much I loved it until I got older and everyone stopped coming.
I’m over 18 and live in the US (WA state). My favorite winter memories are of Christmases spent with extended family in North Dakota. My parents both grew up there and my grandparents and most of my cousins lived there when I was a child, so my family would make the trip out most winter breaks either on the train or airplane. I’ve year especially they got a lot of snow and we had fun digging tunnels and making snow forts. My mom grew up on a farm outside of Minot and one of her brothers lived across the street from my grandparents house so my cousins and siblings would go back and forth between the two houses to warm up.
I am over 18 and live in the US. When I was young, we lived on the family farm. There was a 40 care field the wind would blow across and make enormous drifts where the land dropped off (15-20 feet). My brother and I would make snow caves in the drifts…it was peaceful.
I’m over 18 and live in Oregon. One of my favorite Christmas memories is getting together with all my family while we baked dozens of kinds of homemade cookies, and made homemade caramels with nuts. We all helped, played Christmas music, drank egg nog or Russian tea, and just enjoyed the best part of Christmas. Sadly, some members of my family are gone now, but once we can safely get together again, we will do that, now including my children and their families. May you and Samwise be blessed with a special Christmas and good health!
Over 18 and in the USA.
My family’s quite numerous. Once my mother’s generation were starting families, my grandmother decided she’d celebrate Christmas on the 26th. This way nobody had to argue about where they “had to be”.
This particular year (mid 80s I think), our family rented the convention hall at the local fairgrounds. We gathered up trees ready to be dumped because they weren’t sold and decorated about twenty before the party was to start.
Our family was known for our parties. We all grew up knowing that if someone didn’t have family of their own to celebrate with . . . We were expected to invite them to share with us. There was a Navy/Marine base in town, so we always had homesick sailors to adopt!
Even though I actually had to help beforehand, this was the last time I remember celebrating like a child.
We had more food than you could imagine. Three different bands, two DJs, and a handful of face painters tor the kids. We had four generations there celebrating our blessings as a family!
It’s not until I became an adult, that I realized how much I took those gatherings for granted. The shipyard eventually closed and most of our families scattered to follow jobs. So, this year we’re literally all over the US . . . the first thing my grandmother will ask when I call her on Christmas is: “What are you greatful for?”.
I’m blessed to have shared 45 of her 84 years. That I’ve had such beautiful examples of generosity, humility, and compassion.
I am over 18 and am in the USA.
My happiest winter memory was my mom, dad and I going to the devil’s punch bowl in CA. I was four and it had just rained down a pile of fresh snow. Where I live there isn’t any so it was my first time seeing it. I remember making snowballs and loving it. It was one of the last good memories of my dad before he passed away. A distant second my uncle bringing a truckload of snow with him from out in the high dessert and I crawled into the truck and played in it.
I am near Atlanta, GA in the US and well over 18 years of age. One of my favorite holiday memories is the one time I experienced snow on Christmas day. Growing up in the South it was also the first time I’d ever seen snow. My mom was in the hospital after having surgery and we spent our days out of school at the hospital playing cards. Christmas day we were playing Skip-Bo and saw snow through the windows. My older brother and I went out and made snowmen and threw snowballs at each other. It made what should have been a horrible holiday into something magical.
I am over 18 and live in Bullhead City, Arizona. My favorite memory as a child happens to be a winter memory. Growing up, I suffered from a lot abuse and neglect leading to so serious PTSD at times, but, my parents, honestly, didn’t know any better. My father was abused and neglected severely in the 50s and 60s and my mother was the eldest child and she suffered, though no where near as badly as a child. Abuse is, after all, cyclical and all that. For all the bad memories that haunt me, I have one memory that I cherish. My mother is a baker and LOVES to bake Christmas treats. That was always her thing and it still is. One day, when I was probably in 5th or 6th grade, I remember coming home from school and the snow started to fall heavy. My father was home. I hated that. He was always so nasty to me, but that day, he took my brother outside and the two of them shoveled the driveway. – a RARE thing if you knew my father. While they were outside, my mother turned on the Christmas lights that adorned our kitchen window and the eaves outside and she put on one of her old Christmas records. I can vividly remember the lights reflecting off of the falling snow and adding to the charm of the evening. Then my mother set out the ingredients and we got to work. We worked together with no arguing, no put downs, just soft chit chat about the cookies and her memories of making Christmas cookies with her grandma. All these years later, I don’t remember what we made, but I remember the warmth and the happiness that I felt in the kitchen that winter evening. For all of the rotten memories I have from my childhood, that one simple winter evening from 30 years ago still warms my heart and it is one that I will hang on to forever.
Hi and Happy Yule! I’m most definitely over 18 and in the USA. I remember when I was still living with my folks in Virginia – we had a winter storm come through that coated all the trees with ice. Each of the branches wore wrappings of crystal clear ice and made even the night shine. In the morning, the sunlight gleamed and sparkled across the entire landscape. We had squirrels and cardinals trying to hang onto branches and it was absolutely beautiful!
I’m over 18 and live in the US. One of my favorite memories was going sliding with my husband and son. There is this steep hill that we go to. And we used to snowshoe to the hill then we would slide down the hill, over and over again. The hill was a bitch to walk up so after a few times I would just watch and take pictures. Just watching my son and hubby and listening to their laughter was so fun and happy to hear. Another favorite memory is when it’s snowing really hard and you go out at night time you can hear the snowflakes hitting the ground. It’s so peaceful. Happy Holidays.
Hi. Over 18 and in the good old USA.
One of my favorite Christmas memories is the year my dad got chocolate covered cherries for Christmas. Must be a family thing. He loved them so much that my brother in law got a 30 gallon metal drum from the candy company in town, lined the bottom with packing paper, covered that with Christmas paper and then stacked the equivalent of 30 boxes of cherries on top. It was impossible to tell that it wasn’t ALL cherries. It was dad’s present from all of us, and the look on his face when he opened that drum was priceless! He remembered to say “All Mine” though!
Canada and over 18.
Favorite Holiday season memory is when I was away in College. It was going to be my first holiday away from family and friends in a different country even a different continent. I was loving the experience of celebrating the holidays with new friends with new traditions but something was missing.
December was also my Daddy’s birthday and since I was a Daddy’s girl this was almost harder than the holidays. I sent him a card and small gift in the post which got there early and I had an emailed thank you from him. Which I was glad he got it but slightly heartbroken that, that was all the response I got.
A few days later I was in my apartment doing homework when there was a knock on my apartment door. I opened it and there was my mom and Daddy. They had come over for his birthday to spend it with me for a week and then go home for Holidays with my brother. We did an early Christmas along with birthday celebration and for me it was the best holiday and surprise.
At 69 have tons of good memories but one of the funniest was 1967. Dad had a bad habit of shaking the presents despite Mom repeatedly telling him he was going to break something one day. That year little brother had broken a glass and as we cleaned it up decided to set the old man up putting broken pieces into a small gift box , sealing and putting ribbon around but no name on it. Yep, you see it coming—nosey picked it up that evening and shook it. Mom hollered “told you you’d break something one day—see what you’ve done?’. We let him stew couple days before we opened it and showed him the broken glass. For some reason he quit shaking boxes LOL
I am in the US and over 18. My favorite winter memory was from February 15th 2017, when I gave birth to my daughter, Jaina. She IS my miracle baby…I struggled badly with infertility over 15 years, and despaired that I would ever be able to have a child of my own (I am a stepmom to my husband’s 3 daughters). With the help of an amazing doctor, we were able to have our beautiful daughter. The day she was born was the happiest day of my life.
Hello. Yes I’m a U.S. resident and well over18.
My favorite winter memory is the day it snowed in Tucson, Az. In February. My daughter (8 at the time) was mad at me when I told her it was time to go in the house. We had been out for hours. She looked at me and told me that I was a “Sun fucker!” After a few seconds of shock and peals of laughter I said “I think you mean Fun Sucker?” . She stomped her little foot, screamed in frustration and stormed into the house. I had to apologize for laughing. She’s 21 now and I still sneak in an occasional Sun fucker.
Im 37 and from the USA. My favorite winter memory is the last Christmas with Pops. We bought a play kitchen for my daughter. My Pops and fiance took 4 hours putting it together because thre parts were all plastic and stuck together. You had to break apart each piece to set it up. It was so fun that year. It was the last Christmas we had with Pops. I cherish this memory.
I am over 18 and live in the US, my favorite winter time memory would be snow shoeing our local state park! My husband and I rented snow shoes when it was fresh snow and hoar frost on all the trees! Seeing all the wild life out and about. We spent a good 4 hours tromping around in a winter wonderland!
I’m from the USA and am well over 18. One of my favorite winter memories is from when I was young. It had snowed really bad and my dads van had gotten stuck. My cousin came and picked us up and dropped us off at our driveway. We were walking up to our house and my mom asked everyone if they had seen my brother. The snow was so deep that he had tripped and fallen and you couldn’t see him because he sunk down. He of course was ok, but it was one of the things that he had never lived down.
I am over 18. This is an Intl entry.
My favorite memory is when I was a kid and every Christmas Eve I would wait in the evening to hear Santa ringing bells outside my house, then I knew it was time to go to bed.
Over 18 and in the USA. Favorite holiday memory is when we were growing up on the farm and going out and getting our Christmas tree from our farm, we would load up on the wagon and the tractor and plow through the snow and go hiking into the woods to find the perfect Christmas tree.
I’m 46 and a USA resident in California. A fond memory of mine is from Christmas/ Winter time sometime in the 80s. We lived in the mountains of Northern California. We had a huge snow storm, my cousins were up from Central California area and we created a huge snow fort from the 3+ft of snow, then we went to a local hill and did some sledding. It was a wonderful winter filled with snow fun, laughter, baking, and Christmas cheer. My cousins at that age were like siblings that just lived far away.
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US resident, over 18.
My happiest winter memory was when I was around 5 and my family was living in Utah. There was over 6 feet of snow on the ground and I had the best time running around, playing in the snow with my parents. My dad was chasing me and I ran past a snow drift and he fell through. All you could see was his nose sticking up through the snow.
Honestly might sound a little crazy (because it is) but my favorite memory is when me and my younger siblings would have “contests” of who could stand barefoot in the snow the longest. It’s one of my favorite because it was a simpler time when we all, for the most part, got along and had fun doing stupid things lol
U.S resident and over 18
Over 18 and in the US.
My happiest winter memory is the Christmas I got a go-cart as a child. Not sure how old I was 9 or 10 maybe. I really lived on that thing for years. It didn’t matter how cold it was. I would bundle up, put cotton balls in my ears to keep from getting an ear ache (it’s always windy at my childhood home), and I would be on it for hours at a time. I miss being a kid and having my mom around.
My most happiest winter memory was not long after my parents divorced after I was Nine years old (and the oldest child). It was the first time not going to my dad’s family christmas. I recall being sad not seeing all my family, especially my cousin’s whom I was raised along with (we’re basically siblings). It had to be a week or two after Christmas when my mom let my younger siblings and I spend the night with my Aunt Mary (my dad’s younger sister) with her young girls. When we entered her house, she still had all her christmas decorations up and had presents under the tree from Santa and the family. Not long after, several of our cousins came over to celebrate a Late christmas with us since they all miss us as well. One of my gifts was a Camera with a few rolls of film. I took random pictures of us playing around that night. It was a blast. A couple of those pictures we did silly poses in a group photo. I have those photos hanging in my home. Even though it was difficult time for me and my siblings, I was happy. It just reinforced that feeling we were still family. No matter the hardship.
I’m 18+ and live in the US.
yes I am over 18 and live in the US. Back when my granddaughter was 5, I won a trip for 2 on the Leavenworth Christmas train on a radio promo. On the train ride over there was singing and we met the DJ’s for the radio station. We had a blast even after we got to Leavenworth and my granddaughter fell into the snow that was so deep, I had to hand dig her out. The return train trip had stalls set up with refreshments, drinks, and souvenirs. wonderful day that we both still remember fondly.
yes I am over 18 and live in the USA. The happiest men I have is special my first winter with my long time first love that I reconnected with. We had both of daughters (4 girls). I showed them around the beautiful winter weather and sights in Washington. That night we curled up near a fire with hot drinks, watching it snow .
I’m in the USA and over 18. The happiest memory I have is the first time my son got to play in the snow. It was special because in that year kentucky actually got snow the amounted to anything. His face when he saw snow for the first time was precious. We made a snowman and snow Angel’s. We had a snowball fight and just enjoyed the day in the snow. Then we went in and dried off set down to watch the grinch and drank peppermint hot chocolate.
I am a US resident
I am over 18
I love this question!
I just told my kids about my favorite Solstice story.
When I was 5 we lived in a small town on the Oregon coast.
We woke up to the MOST magical world! Everything outside glittered.
It was not snow it was ice.
Covering everything.
It was a true silver thaw.
Oh it was beautifully stunning.
Because of how cold it got power lines went down. My mom dad brothers and I walked hand in hand 5 blocks down to my grandparents who had a wood burning furnace.
I cannot tell you what made it my best memory . The fantastic beauty of the world encased in ice or the simplicity of the love and closeness of family all crashing at grandpa’s where he kept us all toasty warm.
But it is my most vivid memory of being carefree and happy.
Blessings to all
I am over 18 and live in Texas, USA…since we live in Texas, snow is not something that happens often…I still remember in elementary school running around my backyard with my mouth hanging open trying to catch snowflakes in the 10 minutes that snow actually fell…then there is my more recent (in the last 3 years) memory of making an 8 inch snowman out of hood snow with my kids.
I am over eighteen and living in the wilds of Australia! Just kidding, actually living thirty minutes to the west of Sydney! One of my favorite memories of a winter’s day was going snow tubing next to the Snoqualmie Falls all day with a picnic set up for our neighborhood families. One teen boy decided to try a run down the slope and heading toward a truck and disappearing underneath it. Happily the truck huge wheels and he made it out the other side without a single scratch! Tubing down the hills with the slight crash of the falls as our nature music. After we came off the slopes, we had a dinner of chili and fresh bread at one neighbor’s home. Went to bed a very content seven year old.
I’m over 18, and live in the USA. Yes me of the happiest winter memories I can vividly remember is 12-23-2018. That was the day I saw my daughter for the 1st time since my mom passed away in November 2018, and dfs had to step in and take her(see she was living with my mom when she died and there was no legal guardianship put in place and we never dreamed we’d lose my mom at such a young age) i knew who she was staying with but after she found my moms body/dfs stepping in and the battle starting I had to wait to see her til 12-23-18 on the 4 year anniversary of my stepdad passing away. I was so worried about her and having her come running up to me hugging me and we cried and spent some time having a Christmas visit and her opening her presents is a day I could never and won’t ever forget. Knowing she was ok. And knowing she and I still have that bond. It’s till is one of the best winter memories I’ve had in a long time and there was just enough snow on the ground to make a snowman and toss some snowballs. I’m still fighting for her but she’s worth it.
Over 18 and in USA.
My happiest winter memory was five years ago. Our area was hit with a flash flood destroyed the inside of our home. We had three feet of water inside and I remember rushing the children and pets upstairs with my husband. I ran around frantically trying to grab most important things as ester started to bubble the carpet and was up to my calves in no time. By the end of it all as I said, three feet on the main level. We live in a plains state, of hardly rains. This was I heard of and happened in June.
So the happy memory part, the winter part. While we rushed jobbed, our house was finally “good enough” to move back into by January 7th. We had heat installed and carpet after a mishap in schedules early December. Friends had helped us put the toilet, tub, and kitchen stuff in. We had a mini form fridge we borrowed and my daughter had just started crawling and my son was 3. So I remember bringing our kids HOME and them running/crawling around screeching excitedly. I took my shoes off and dug my toes into the carpet and joined them. It felt so good and winter was such a fresh and renewing time.
Five years later we are still putting things back together, but I’m still so happy to be home.
One of my favorite winter memories is mixing food coloring with water into spray bottles and making a “garden party” with my kiddos. We made snow cones and cakes of many colors. We had a very colorful garden that winter. Happy Yule.
I am living in the US and well over 18.
I am over 18 and a US citizen. My favorite winter memory would have to be when I was a kid and we lived in Georgia. One year it snowed there and we were riding cardboard and tin down a hill in the woods. We had so much fun that day. When we got home, dad built a big bonfire and we roasted marshmallows while my mom was making popcorn balls. In the 10 years we lived there, it was the only snowfall.
I am definitely over 18 ( lol), and I live in the USA. I have many wonderful memories of this time of year, from taking my niece to see the Nutcracker, to sledding with my brother, to driving with my family to see one of the local places that go all out with lights and decorations. But there’s one special memory that stands out. I was in college in western MA and I was driving the 2 1/2 hours back home for the holidays. I was able to leave earlier than most because I finished finals and my papers, early. When I left school we were only going to have a dusting of snow, which I thought would be nice to drive in. However, I didn’t realize that driving east the snow would get heavier. Now this was in days before everyone had cellphones. I was driving on winding roads thru what qualifies as ” mountains” in MA. The roads got covered with snow and so did all of the scenery around me. There were no other cars on the road with me but I was only going 25-30 on what was a 55mph road. It looked like I was driving thru a snow globe. As I was slowly climbing up a hill and came to the top I had to slam on the brakes. Fortunately I didn’t slide but came to a stop mere feet from a herd of deer. The slowly walked up to my car and checked me out. As they slowly moved past me there was one amazing one. She was almost totally white which was why I hadn’t noticed her at first. She came up to my window and nose printed my window. We stared at each other for a few minutes before she and the rest of the herd moved on. Once they had disappeared into the woods, I slowly continued on my way home. It took a long time, but I didn’t mind, I just kept thinking of the white deer. I wonder if the deer knew my name was Diana ? 🙂
I am over 18 and live in the USA. I remember once in the 90s it had snowed in Mississippi and we had a blast playing on the slide out in the snow. We were even able to make a snowman.
Over 18 and USA resident.
Best winter memory is one year when it snowed in Oregon and I didn’t have to go to work. My partner and I spent the day together, drinking tea, and went out to a Mexican bakery near by to buy some yummy food. It was wonderful. We just enjoyed the snow, walked, and cuddled all day. We don’t get those days much anymore and I miss that one winter a couple of years ago when we had it.
Growing up in southern Texas, we got the cold but rarely snow. but still i think my best winter holiday memory since lost my mother last year, i think back to when mom loved decorating for the holidays. I did as well, but i was little twisted as well just to ruffle my mothers feathers like my mom had set of 4 candles that spelled out Noel. she never burned them but put them on this shelf. Inspiration hit me one day that quick switch ..changes everything and now the candles spelled LEON. When mom would notice ..I would get all three names. but it would not be the last time i would hear it as we also had these plastic light up carolers for outside. welll for whatever macabre reason the heads came off. so our lovely little Christmas scene just took dark turn. I put the heads on ground or turned them backwards. so again mom would yell my three names. hehe she wasn’t really mad ..and we would laugh about it, but like i said those are my best holiday memories..irritating my mother. I guess to see if she would really take me out. haha. But it was all about the love and family. Miss mom during holidays.
I’m over 18. USA. My favorite winter memory is actually driving through a blizzard with hubby and friends to go to a rabbit show. Almost 0 visibility for most of the trip.
I am 37 and in the USA (Washington). My favorite winter memory is going for a late night walk during the first real snowfall of the season. By real, I mean enough snow on the ground that it crunches when you walk. There is a calm and peaceful silence during that time- no cars, no people, just falling snow. My mom always took us for a snow walk growing up when we got our first snow, and since she’s been gone 5 years now, I feel more connected to her during that time. I am anxiously waiting for that moment this year as I need some peace and comfort.
I am a US resident…my favorite Christmas memory is when we have the whole family here for Decorate oompa and grandmas Christmas tree..make our yearly ornament…and eat homemade mini pizzas…then all the kids and grandkids gather to hear the story of the spiders gift for jesus….I enjoy having them together…
I’m 30, living in PA, USA.
I think my happiest winter memories involve lashing my sled to the back of my father’s ATV and being drug around the yard. Not only was it simply fun, but it was nice quality time with my father, that we both enjoyed.
I’m over 18 & live in the US. The Winter memory that immediately comes to mind is a simple one. Lying on my back in front of the patio door, and watching the snow fall as if it were falling on my face. It was an interesting way to look at the snowfall. I stayed there for quite awhile, and I think my cat joined me, though I don’t remember which cat (I’ve had 3 at different times over the years).
I’m 28, living in AR, USA.
My most favorite winter memory is the one where I first felt the connection to the icy elementals in the woods behind my house. I was just learning The Craft and it was one of the most beautiful experiences in my life. Not to mention, the snow was beautiful.
I am over 18 and in the US.
My favorite winter memory is when I was a child. We lived out in the country and my dad would go onto my grandparents’ land (with their permission) and cut down a Christmas tree.
One year, my dad didn’t get around to getting a tree, and my mom got tired of waiting. She loaded me and my brothers into her VW Beetle convertible, put the top down, and went to our local farm stand (about a mile away) to get a tree. She got the tree into the car, and I started singing Christmas carols on the way home. Then it began to snow.
My mom must have been really annoyed, but it was a good memory for me.
I am over 18 and in the US.
My favorite winter memory was seeing a bit of snow do or the first time when I was a little girl.
Over 18 and in the US. I know I’ve been guilty of the separate comments, my apologies.
I think my favorite winter memory goes back to when I was a child. My whole family, aunts, uncles, cousins and grandparents would all gather at my grandparents home in northern Mi. My family didn’t do regular snowmen, we built full on characters. One year was Garfield and another Kermit. Even took the time to spray paint the snow creations. It was fun and it was family in a way I don’t have any more. I miss it and it was the BEST
I am well over 18….just add 32 years to that! I’m an old fart with a young soul. I live in the U.S.A.
My favorite holiday story was in 2009. Me, my son & our Chihuahua took a road trip from PA to TX to surprise my mom because it was the 1st year she was going to be alone. It was so funny when we showed up at her door. I called and told her that her present was on the doorstep and she needed to get it right away. She wouldn’t. She kept saying she’d get it the next time she got up. There we were, 3 days on the road, tired & in desperate need of a bathroom, including Pepper in his crate. It took 10 minutes of me on the phone trying to convince her to open the dang door! When she finally did, she looked at us like she didn’t know who we were BUT when it sank in……..her reaction was priceless.
We even got 3 inches of snow down in TX that year. No joke. It was perfect!
I’m over 18 and live in the US. My favorite winter memory is when I got my first pair of ice skates. My grandma lived by a big creek that froze. After we checked the ice my dad laced up my new skates. I was the only person on the creek and I took to skating right away. The feeling of just gliding over the ice, in the still and quiet of the day, was wonderful. I was 8yrs old and I felt like I was flying.
I’m over 18 and in the US.
My favorite winter memory is walking on the beach with my family as a teenager. There have been so many sweet memories and wonderful times since then, but none carry the same feeling of peace, connectedness, and simple joy that this memory does. I live in south Texas, so warm days in the winter are not uncommon. My dad instilled a love of the ocean in us kids, and I rarely feel as calm and cleansed as I do at the beach. We spent that day walking in the sand, enjoying the breeze and the cool spray from the waves. I’d love to recreate that day with my adult family when things aren’t so crazy.
I live in the US and am over 18. My favorite Christmas memory is waking up one Christmas morning and it had snowed several feet! My brother and I spent most of the day playing in the snow. Another snow memory is we were visiting relatives in Gulf Breeze Florida when my Aunt woke all of us kids up at 4 am, took us all outside and asked “Which of you all did this?” There was about an inch of snow covering everything! Of course when the sun came up it melted wuickly but we had fun while it lasted.
I’m from the US and over 18. My favorite winter memory is giving birth to my son. He was born today, December 22. He’s 27 today.
I am over 18 and live in the US
I lived in NC as a child, and we didn’t often have snow. Most often, we would get the dreaded ICE. One year, this would have been in the 1960’s, we had a massive snow storm hit. Everything was covered and the snow continued to fall. Even though the south is not known for snow, all the kids managed to come up with warm clothing, gloves, boots and caps! We headed out to play in the wonderful powdery stuff that continued to drift softly down. As I remember, we weren’t out for a long time, but long enough to build snowmen, have snowball fights and slip and slide all over the yard. There were tons of shrieks and laughs at this time. Later, my mom brought in a pan that she had set out to collect the snow, and she made ‘snow cream’! It was delicious!! Our home used a wood/coal heater so we were all gathered around it to warm up from being outside and kept laughing and talking about the snow. Alas, the next day, as was normal, everything, including the beautiful snow we had played in, was coated in a THICK sheath of ice. The trees were bowed down under the weight of the ice and many branches lay scattered about the yard. The ice remained for about a week, and our parents remained home since driving was very dangerous and most jobs were closed for the duration. Still, that first day, when the snow was beautiful and magical, is one of my favorite memories.
I’m over 18 and in the USA.
I was 13, my dad was stationed in Stuttgart, Germany and we lived in a German Bed & Breakfast for the Holidays because we were flying back to the states on New Years Day. The owners of the Bed & Breakfast didn’t know us at all but they invited my mom, dad, bother and myself to spend the holidays with them. It snowed on Christmas Eve so My bother and myself made Snowmen out front and then they gave me the honor of lighting the candles on the Christmas tree that night. We had Roasted Goose and all the german fixings. It was such a great time because my brother and I had been so sad to spend Christmas outside of our house. There is a saying that you can’t out nice a German and we found out that day that it is so true. They even bought my brother and I a bunch of small gifts to remember them and Germany. I still have the ornaments that they gave us. I will never have a better holiday.
I’m over 18 and I live in the USA.
My favorite holiday memory is when I was younger my entire family would gather at our house on Christmas Eve and have a huge meal, we would make dips that have been passed down to us before having dinner, after dinner we would open a gift from our grandmother, which would be new pjs so we can wear them on Christmas Day.
My favorite Christmas memory is the year my beloved and I were married. We had flown up to the Pochonos for our honeymoon. I was dreaming of a white Christmas but there was no snow anywhere except on the ski runs( man-made). I was so unhappy then early on the 25th we had just a few flakes fall! I was amazed, being from Florida, to see the gentle flakes. It remains a very special memory.
I am over 18 and live in the USA
Hi,
i am over 18,
I am from Germany so it is a international entry
one of my happiest winter moment was a day or better a few days when i was a child. It was a time when we had a lot of snow (more than a bit snow in a year is very rare now) and i was on a visit by my aunt and uncle in a very very small village, around this village are a lot of hills. On one of the hills all kids of the area meet their for sledging. The adults came an look and brought us hot schoklade. On one of the days you can ice skading on the street. It was a happy and a carefree time.
I live in Texas now but I used to live up in the northern US where we get snow. Every year my most favorite thing was seeing the first snowflakes of the season begin to fall. Even now it makes me feel all warm and cozy to think about it.
I’m over 18 and live in the US. My favorite winter memory is when I was a teenager and we would get together after a good snow. We would go to the high school which had a huge hill next to it with a creek at the bottom ( which added to the fun). We’d go sledding, have bonfire, it was a great happy and carefree time.