Looking At A Rich Christmas Is Free

I heard a story the other day that caused me to sit up and take notice. The story was about a little poor girl who cried a lot at Christmas time. No one bothered to ask her why she was crying till one day, this old man did. “Why are you crying?” he asked. “Because my friends at school said that Santa brings presents to all the little boys and girls who have been good all year and Santa has never brought me presents, so I must be a very, very bad girl” and with that, the little poor girl started to cry again.

Until I heard that story, I had no idea that children from poor families can suffer equally as children who come from rich families might. The little poor girl’s parents didn’t have the money to buy them any presents for Christmas. Poor boys and girls think that they must have been bad children and that is why they never got any gifts or presents. Children don’t know the difference between rich and poor and when they do find out, the outcome can be very painful.

I come from a family of 10 aunts and uncles and 17 cousins who every Christmas at Grandma’s house would all exchange presents. Except my brother, sister and I never got any presents. My sister and I would be sitting and playing in the living room when our Uncle Tony would call each cousin into the closed-door dining room and one by one each of my cousins would come out holding a present. Except my sister, brother and I. This happened year after year after year after year. We thought we were bad little kids. Worthless. It was tough being a 5 year old or a 7 year old or a 10 year old and going through this pain every Christmas. It wasn’t until my mother died that I finally confronted my aunts and asked them why they treated my sister, brother and me so heartlessly. My aunt told me it was because they despised my father. My dad, an immigrant, used to brag so much of how he came to America, penniless, at the age of 16 and became a multimillionaire. “Your father’s rich. You don’t need any presents from us” my aunt said.

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My brother, my little sister and me in front of grandma’s house.

Reverse discrimination, for sure. Needless to say, we three never had anything to do with our aunts, uncles and 17 cousins ever again. That was forty-one years ago. And no, children NEVER forget how they are treated. Especially at Christmas time.

I wish I had better childhood Christmas memories than the ones I have. Unfortunately, there’s nothing I can do about the past. But I do implore anyone that if there is a child in your life, disregard their parents and just be kind to the children regardless if they are rich or poor or middle or lower class. Children don’t know anything about status and stature. If you’re mad at their adults, don’t let the little ones suffer in any way.

There’s a super extravagant store near where I live who caters mostly to people of some wealth. Hubby and I venture in a few times, if not to buy, then just to browse. It’s nice looking at nice things. The store does have a discontinued rack and I’ll be honest, that’s basically where I go to buy most things from this store. The discounts are amazing and for a while or so, I feel super wealthy. Maybe this is a good thing. Maybe this is a bad thing. I don’t know. I just know that it’s fun. It’s exciting and I wish no one bad tidings.

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Here are some discounted ‘finds’ I bought today: The event calendar on sale @$1.99, gourmet popcorn @$1.80 and chocolate covered candy corn @ $1.90. The poinsettia was only $2.49. I felt super blessed!

The store’s annual Christmas display is currently in full regalia. Can you believe they sell artificial Christmas tress that cost upwards of $800??!! As a courtesy to their customers, Santa Claus makes an appearance every weekend till Christmas from 11AM to 4PM and the store will provide you and your children with a free photo with Santa. Hubby and I took a stroll through their property today. We started off in their garden area, looked at all the hand-crafted wreaths, multiple poinsettia displays, candy shop goodies (some of the candy was flown in from Italy!), Christmas tree displays/decorations and ended up watching the children get oh! so excited and happy to see Santa Claus.

I made this little video today showing all the special and unique things this store has to offer. It doesn’t cost a penny to walk inside the store and look at all the lovely displays. I can’t even imagine what it must be like to buy a tree priced at $800. But it cost me nothing to look at it and take in all its beauty and splendor.

Looking at a rich Christmas is free and for any one of us to enjoy:




  1. The YouTube video was delightful. I remember how much fun it was to go to our Sears toy section and look at all the toys and the train setup. We enjoyed the displays as children and into adulthood.

    The purchases were perfect. At our age it takes little to make us happy.

    Your mother’s family were very mean people. They did not have a Christian or Christmas spirit. Luckily, you have a better spirit.


    • Thanks Sue. My mother’s family were horrible people. To this day, I only keep touch with one or two of my cousins through facebook only. The last of my aunts, my mother’s youngest sister just died recently. No I didn’t go to the wake for fear of seeing all my other cousins.
      On my fathers’ side, however, his family are wonderful, amazing, warm, loving people. When my dad died, he left me some money and I took my whole family to my father’s small fishing village on the Adriatic sea so that all of us could meet my dad’s entire family. We’ve been steadfast loyal friends ever since.
      Why my dad left Italy, I’ll never know. His home town is magnificent.
      Oh well.
      Thanks for your comment.


  2. Some people are indescribably cruel. They are so convinced that they are always the victim that they feel justified in doing anything to anyone – even to innocent children. I am glad you knew how wrong this was and that you are nothing like those relatives of yours. Also really glad that your father’s family are good people that you can be close to. It is so important to have (loving) family.


    • Hi Anne. I give myself a lot of credit for even approaching my mother’s family and questioning about what they did to my brother, sister and I. I let them know that we kids knew what was going on and didn’t like it. I thought I was very brave to stand up to them.
      Thanks for your comment Anne. There’s lots of Christmas cheer in my home now. Everyone, especially the children are treated with dignity and respect. Kids rule! This is their time of year!


      • That’s great! A few years ago my daughter went through a horrid divorce to get out of a terrible marriage. Her 2 tots got caught in the middle and as a result had to spend way too much time with their father. Genie was four at the time and she knew better! She would tell us what was happening to them and she would say ‘I don’t know how people can be so mean to little kids!’. She was and still is a sweetheart at sixteen. Better than they will ever be!


      • Hi Anne. What an awful story. I will never understand why adults take out their frustrations on their children. Sad. But at least more and more people are becoming aware f the damage such behavior may cause and hopefully, they will change.
        Thanks again, for your comment.

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    • So, I’ll grant you permission. Do it again. I’m writing a post tomorrow on the new rules YouTube has put in place starting January 1, 2020. Going to be a big shock to the YouTubers system. FCC just fined YouTube millions of dollars for child content. If a creator violates the new YouTube child content rules, you can be fined $45,000 per video!!!! I don’t make videos for children BUT what’s to stop them from watching a video abut Christmas? Nothing. I don’t need any problems from YouTube. If You note, I’ve deleted all links on my blog page to my YouTube channel. Lots of people deleting their channels. It’s a sad day, for sure. More later.


  3. Okay, so that story just makes me so sad. Yuck, yuck and yuck. Shame, shame, shame on them. Your mother should have stopped seeing them for treating her children so poorly. But, alas, you survived and had a beautiful family of your own.


    • Sharon, before my father became a success, I remember my mother used to go see her father (my grandfather) and beg him for $100 just so she could buy my brother, sister and I Easter clothes. That photo of the three of us, was taken in our new Easter clothes. Notice, I’m not too happy in that picture. Kids remember stuff like this.
      And then Suze Orman wonders why I have such problems about money? Oy vey!
      My mother’s youngest sister just died a few weeks ago. All her siblings are gone now.
      Last note: my grandfather (my mother’s father) hated my father (my mother’s husband) so much so that he wrote in his will that my mother was to skip a generation, so that upon his death my mother would inherit nothing. Only when my mother died did we kids inherit what my grandfather left my mother.
      Unfortunately, my mother died an early death, so my sister, brother and I inherited money long before any of our cousins did! How’s that for revenge!!!????
      Sick bastards. The whole lot of them.


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