Holiday Story Contest: The Christmas Hike

Hi everyone! I’m entering a holiday writing contest hosted by Susanna Leonard Hill. The rules are: the story must be 250 words or less, for children ages 12 and younger, and revolve around a holiday treat. I was inspired by the power of memories and the love that still exists even though someone is no longer with us. The holidays have a way of tugging at our hearts, and flushing our minds with memories so vivid and beautiful. My story focuses on this concept. I posted it below and hope you enjoy it.

The Christmas Hike
By Kelly Swemba (243 words)

On Christmas Eve, wrapped in warm scarves and fuzzy mittens, my family heads into the night. Our boots crunch the fresh, thick, snow as we climb the hill. I follow my big brother’s tracks, my boot fitting inside his print.

“Wait up!” I yell, and race to catch up. He holds my hand, and we enjoy each step of this special Christmas treat.     

“Wow!” I gasp seeing the brilliant stars twinkle in the heavens. My parents tie a red ribbon around a pine tree to remember our Grandma. She started this tradition, and we will continue it.

I wish on a star as the wind brings water to my eyes and drops snowflake kisses to my cheeks. It’s almost as if Grandma’s here with us.

I fall into the bed of snow with a thump! Laughing, I swish my arms and legs out and in.  
“I’m making a snow angel for Grandma,” I say to my brother, who joins in.

My parents hug and say it’s time to go. Taking one last look at the stars, I smile, blow a kiss, and say, “I miss you Grandma”.  

I know she hears me, for I feel it in my heart.  
With tingling toes, we race back home, fueled by thoughts of hot chocolate and puffy white marshmallows. Inside, we sit together in peaceful silence. Warmed by the fire and the warmth in our hearts, we remember what’s most important on Christmas. Love and family.

Inner strength and validation

Sometimes you just need someone to tell you that you’re doing a good job. This is how I’m feeling tonight. It’s been a busy week, the checklist has been checked, the chores and responsibilities have been accomplished (well, for the most part, let’s not get to crazy) and I have a little bit of free time before my husband comes home with the kids from soccer practice. I planned on taking this time to delve into my writing and make some serious headway on the stories I’m working on…..and yet, I pause. Writing can be a funny thing. I love creating stories and seeing how they grow and develop. But it’s only me seeing the growth, it’s not out in the world. It is my DREAM to be a published author, and I’m doing everything I can to get there. But until I do, it’s almost like throwing darts into the darkness, aiming for an unseen target, or one that continues to move away. (Tricky little target.)

Have you ever felt like this? That the goal you wish to obtain just seems out of reach enough to make you exhale a little longer than usual? I think it is in these times, where believing in yourself has to drive you forward. It has to come from within, to feel the steady and confident voice inside….that’s my validation. That’s my reassurance. To keep going, keep striving and pursuing….to not give up. How can your situation ever change, if you don’t take the strides in the direction you wish to be? I encourage you to keep going on your journey, and find the strength and endurance you need to accomplish your goal.