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It was 3:30 am waking up Christmas morning I do every year no alarm or anything.....scootch out of my warm bed careful not to wake that beautiful woman I gave my life too (she is better than me). I have learned to sneak my pants on and get dressed in the dark the funny thing is my wife who has always smelled beautiful to me (I dont know how she does it)
Sorry I digress, as I slowly slide the closet door open so I can try to find some fresh smelling socks (why I bother still don't know) most of the time the clean socks end up in my sons drawer. so after making too much noise I still play the game of pretend, that Michelle and I play when I act like she is still asleep and she pretends I haven't woke her yet.(sometimes I give up and just turn the light on) then she "pretends" she is pist but I wont do that on Christmas.
Sorry I digress, as I slowly slide the closet door open so I can try to find some fresh smelling socks (why I bother still don't know) most of the time the clean socks end up in my sons drawer. so after making too much noise I still play the game of pretend, that Michelle and I play when I act like she is still asleep and she pretends I haven't woke her yet.(sometimes I give up and just turn the light on) then she "pretends" she is pist but I wont do that on Christmas.
Finally somewhat dressed I begin to sneak out of my room tripping on the same guitar case I stubbed my toe on when walking to the closet I cannot sneak around my wife I don't know why, grabbing the door handle and like a sly kitty slowly pulling the door open it squeals the entire way I was freaked out so I tried to go fast it only got louder, every time I snuck down to watch star wars it did that and every time I thought tomorrow I will oil it.....hmmm I have been out of the house almost half a year and never oiled it oh well. As I tried to quietly walk to my girls room very very extra quietly "Toasty Marshmallows" my light brown Chihuahua started barking I was like "toasty shhhhhh" and she only barked more so I tried to run to her but children were strewn all over the floor in what we called "cowboy beds" which meant sleeping on the floor.
So I was tripping on em all... starting with Austin the very tough oldest boy almost falling down I narrowly avoided little Iana but I did land on the bottom of the triple bunk loaded with the triplet girls an Beriah but finally was at my goal and noone woke up (they were very used to me annoying them at bed time.
climbimg to the top to tell My oldest girl the very beautiful miss Julia star Trigloff "it is time" she just kinda looked at me with fire darts shooting out of her eyes mentally saying Dad it is early I am asleep....GET OUT!!. so carfully I backed down the very tall triple bunk bed and once again stumbling over the children in there cowboy beds Alexander grabs my ankle asking "is it Christmas Daddy?" I said yes but you need to stay asleep.
"Toasty marshmallows" started barking again and guess where she was? probably under Tessa's Blankets. I had to quiet that dog down. So again stumbling into the room I feel around the lumpy parts of the balnkets and find the little rat dog who promtly tries to get tough until she realizes it is Daddy the master. Then my hand got a thorough licking... of sorry's so I pick up the cute little pup who seems to love me and be terrified at all times.(I cared for her once after being hit by car now she thinks I am the one who hurt her I think).
Standing and turning around and I kid you not Julia was standing right behind me like she just poof appeared there I could have peed my pants but this is a family show so I wont go that way haha. She siad "I am coming" I was stoked!!!
Standing and turning around and I kid you not Julia was standing right behind me like she just poof appeared there I could have peed my pants but this is a family show so I wont go that way haha. She siad "I am coming" I was stoked!!!
So quickly we hop down to the living room, we are going to do my secret Christmas ritual that almost nobody has ever known but if you are my friend then you are the family I know and it is time to tell you about this tender Christmas tradition that I am passing on to Julia. But first I have to make myself a nice espresso and perpermint tea for miss Julia...If you have never had one of my espresso my friend you are missing out as long as it is a quality bean (even charbucks) I can make you the best shot you ever had.....Oh I know half of you girls get all uppity if you sling beans or ever had, but get over yourself have you forgot I am raised by Italians almost none of you seem to even know what 40 bounds of pressure means.....(I wonder how many minds I just broke)...well all beveraged up we head to the car once again a squeaky door was tormenting me.
well driving down the road from my Y lake house my mind drifts back to the first time I included Julia in my Christmas ritual....it was a year or so after I was betrayed so personally, the pain never went away it is still a tiny knot in my stomach today, I also lost my darling miss melody that year she got to go to heaven before us....but I miss her so. this was a melancholy time for me...surreal still trying to come to grips with losing my daughter sruggling to not feel like we deserved to lose her (of course it is absurd but my mind is always goin and it loves to betray me).
She woke up on Christmas morning as I was sneaking out and asked where I was going and I told her somewhere special to me. she asked to come and I knew she needed to know sow I picked her up and snuggled that first daughter of mine into the car. and down the road from our "little Beirut" house (park view terrace)
We went towards my real home .....Manchester.It is my town and I defy anyone who says different I believe if you are a true Manchester person you can say yes it is Bobby's town with little reservation. "You see Julia" I said "When I was a young boy I realized how fortunate I was to have a family at all, we always seemed to have gifts and even though I was extremely selfish I did appreciate and realize the fact that this family who loved me and raised me were not my blood/birth parents. I also knew I was born a year before it was legal for my mother to kill me for 9 months of convenience I was just a boy but my mind was sharp and I just knew I was born at the right time and circumstance to be saved in this way, see my birth mother was not married to my birth father and she was married to a soldier who was the father of her other children...her only choice to save her family was to give me away....but she lied about the ethnicity of course it came out that my parents were indian 3 days before I was born....the doctor thought it would be a problem because before with Mario they made sure to get in Italian Boy it was a big deal that he wasn't Sicilian so Dr thought it would be a deal breaker....but this time My mother said that she was not going to worry about what Gramm would think.
" Julia said "why would that matter?"
" it didnt" I said"but they thought it would eventually I became Gramms favorite relative(that also meant I got smacked the most) " Julia laughed "Daddy I dont understand what this has to do with us driving down the road so early?" Even my small children have been able to converse on an adult level no lie it is true.
I said honey one day while I was very young I was awoken extra early this always happened on Christmas but this was the first time on Christmas there was a tugging on my heart drawing me to the living room....everything was beautiful I don't know why 4 people needed so many gifts but it sure felt nice to see it...but that is not where my heart was drawn I went to one of the big sliding doors that revealed a beautiful view of the emerald city with the space needle and all the sparkling lights of the houses o nice just then a voice in my heart began to say I take care of you Bobby and you are safe....I kneeled down in between the curtains and window just listening to my heart and I said to what I believed must be God ( I love my friends God and I am thankful for this life, could you help me to be a better son I am not very good.)" Julia was glued to my every word "God I dont think my friends like me very much but I love them...could you help me to be loved by my friends" then I said in my heart to god that if he would take all my friends to heaven I would gladly go to hell so they could see I loved them enough to help them" I must have had issues obviously. but that was sitll very special to me I told my daughter every year after that I was awoken by a voice in my heart reminding me of the fact I am loved and that I have a father I dont see...now I was not religious then we never went to church so I really knew almost nothing about god stuff but I did pray alot.
" it didnt" I said"but they thought it would eventually I became Gramms favorite relative(that also meant I got smacked the most) " Julia laughed "Daddy I dont understand what this has to do with us driving down the road so early?" Even my small children have been able to converse on an adult level no lie it is true.
I said honey one day while I was very young I was awoken extra early this always happened on Christmas but this was the first time on Christmas there was a tugging on my heart drawing me to the living room....everything was beautiful I don't know why 4 people needed so many gifts but it sure felt nice to see it...but that is not where my heart was drawn I went to one of the big sliding doors that revealed a beautiful view of the emerald city with the space needle and all the sparkling lights of the houses o nice just then a voice in my heart began to say I take care of you Bobby and you are safe....I kneeled down in between the curtains and window just listening to my heart and I said to what I believed must be God ( I love my friends God and I am thankful for this life, could you help me to be a better son I am not very good.)" Julia was glued to my every word "God I dont think my friends like me very much but I love them...could you help me to be loved by my friends" then I said in my heart to god that if he would take all my friends to heaven I would gladly go to hell so they could see I loved them enough to help them" I must have had issues obviously. but that was sitll very special to me I told my daughter every year after that I was awoken by a voice in my heart reminding me of the fact I am loved and that I have a father I dont see...now I was not religious then we never went to church so I really knew almost nothing about god stuff but I did pray alot.
"throughout all of the years of my childhood, julia I woke up and went and prayed for my friends in school I would always start with Erica Wiley and Mike Gizzi and I would remember Becky and Christi Joey the other Mikes Kenny chris hoover and austin there were so many, later the wonderful Amy edwards, Sue voit, Jenny messer usually was mentioned a few times and so many others Kieth, Adam, Kirk, I really could go on, Steve, lovely Tracy my teachers and Caleb all the Indian ed folks but I will stop every prayer started with Ericka Wiley and ended with her too but you all already know how I felt about her (now Julia did too)". well I am still drawn to Manchester every year at sunrise on Christmas I still pray for all my friends only now Julia comes too I am not sure how I will do it this year but she already told me she needs to come too....by the way if you are my friend you get prayed for and it is a pretty long list, but it still always starts with Erica just for tradition now of course, my true life love gets the devotion now.
this may seem ike a silly story and not all that funny but it is not a joke to me....there was more, like the goofy gift we got for my dad at "PJ's" from the man who later was brutally murdered but he sure was nice to us sooo sad. and how we stopped at Sharis Julia was so happy that day she loved her daddy.
it was a good Christmas.
this may seem ike a silly story and not all that funny but it is not a joke to me....there was more, like the goofy gift we got for my dad at "PJ's" from the man who later was brutally murdered but he sure was nice to us sooo sad. and how we stopped at Sharis Julia was so happy that day she loved her daddy.
it was a good Christmas.
December 14, 2009 at 1:41pm
Amy Redfearn Byrd
Bobby that is a beautiful tradition you have, not silly at all!!! Including your daughter in that tradition also so totally rocks, she will probably grow up and carry part of that with her and integrate it into her own family traditions later in life.
December 14, 2009 at 7:59pm ·
Kim Zaccagnini
Bobby that story is the best I have read yet....Really it is a touching story...I know what you mean about the city light and manchester, I have always loved it down there just watching nature and the flikering lights there is nothin like it...I enjoyed reading that and I think its wonderful to share with your daughter! =)
December 14, 2009 at 9:56pm
Bobby Trigloff
if in life you ever need to find me it will be in manchester at the waterfront on Christmas near sunrise
December 14, 2009 at 11:58pm ·
Bobby Trigloff
ha well it would be awesome if someday all the Manchester people and they're kids were there we could have like a special pancake breakfast at sunrise just to have all of us very unique people being thankful for each other and I have been all over this land and never met anyone like Manchester folks.(well Virginia people come close).
December 15, 2009 at 7:50am
Bobby Trigloff
"they're" I make grammar mistakes to try to coax Carlee S. to pick on me it doesn't work anymore I guess.(feel free to take the torch someone)
December 15, 2009 at 7:56am
Tracy Sander
I only come here to read your stories you know, I cant wait to see if there is a new one. I feel so blessed knowing you prayed for me all these years, and that must of been hard in the early days,LOL.
December 15, 2009 at 1:51pm ·
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