My Wish to You, Parenting, Faith and Christmas Memories (a post in 4 parts with my famous bulleted lists)

Please Santa bring me some fangs...

Please Santa bring me some fangs…

Part 1: My Wish To You

Some wish for peace on Earth. For years I wished for peace in my own family but I’ve given up. Enough of that least I get a headache that will last until after the end of the year.

I’ve wished for peace and quiet. But I have other wishes for all of my friends, especially my dear blogging friend who have provided me with so much good fun, thoughtful words and smart posts of all kinds.

  • I wish you never suffer with Trolls – those horrible negative creatures who stalk bloggers and other folks online.
  • I wish you no SPAM.
  • I wish you a creative flow that can’t be stopped.
  • I wish you good humor.
  • I wish you never be caught in a dead end alley with a pissed off Vampire.
  • I wish you success – whatever YOUR idea of success is (not somebody elses’ idea of success.)
  • I wish you good chocolate.
  • I wish you sweet dreams.
  • I wish you all the joy that you can stand.
  • I wish you good friends, cats who behave and dogs who don’t sniff in private places.
  • I wish that you will be bitten by the creative bug and not fleas or Werewolves (Unless you’re writing about Werewolves. I’m not going to even address the issue of writing about fleas.)
  • I wish you peace.
  • I wish you peace.
  • I wish you peace.


Part 2: Rules for Parenting (this is important)

  • Talk to your child. Engage with your child. Even if your child isn’t talking yet – TALK to and with your children.
  • Small children are loud and active. It doesn’t mean they need drugs or spankings. They need space to be themselves. They’ll grow out of the loudness and learn to sit still. It is your job to guide them and let them know when it is ok to be loud and ok to be frisky.
  • Teach your kid manners. Manners are a must. Insist on it. Your children are not the center of the universe and they should not think that. Period. Then need to learn that there are consequences to rude and bad behavior.
  • Encourage your child to laugh.
  • Encourage imagination.
  • Encourage active play and exploration.
  • Encourage independence.
  • Encourage your child to see the big picture. There is a big world outside of your front door and the sooner your child knows the better.
  • Did I say laugh? Yes, laugh a lot.
  • All of this works also works on your husbands, dogs and cats.
  • Love your child.
  • Listen to your child.
  • Don’t show favorites.
  • Learn from your child.  Yes, you can learn a lot from someone who is under 18 years old. Keep and open mind and an open heart.


Part 3: Faith

My brother Val and I used to like to creep into churches and sit in the back so we could listen to the music. We were not welcome, but we were not completely unwelcome.

My views on faith and my own faith have changed over the years. I’ve always been fascinated by different religions and faiths – which is different from the faith I speak of. Anyway, I was always an outsider. Yet, I feel a kindred spirit with the artists and the music. It is the trappings that give comfort, the repetition, the traditions – the good traditions 0 the positive traditions.

When I walk in the woods or walk through the rooms of an art museum I feel faith. Something is there that is wonderful and real and magic. Something is there that is good. It is a goodness that anyone can let in. It is something that makes one believe that peace and goodness is possible.

Today is Christmas Eve. I believe that the message of Christ is about love and hope and giving. It is about trying to understand others. It is about beauty and joy. You can throw the rest of the stuff out. It is not a comfort. It is not faith. Faith is good. If it isn’t good then it is just a horror story written to scare people into submission – not written by Jesus. He knew better.

That is what I believe.

I respect the faiths of others. I can see good things in religions I don’t believe in. I can say “That is fun, but I’d never believe it.” Sure there are religions, if you can call them that, that horrify me, but that is something I will keep to myself for now.

Find faith in the love you feel. Find it in the sound of birds. Find it in friendship with those who are different. Find it in things you can’t understand. Find it in the words of poetry, the sound of a child laughing, the feel of the cold damp fog on your face, the music of frogs, and in your own heart.

Even those who don’t believe in a god or higher power or world beyond have to have faith. Faith in love and beauty and compassion.

Tomorrow we will celebrate. I hope it is a celebration for all, even if that celebration is a walk in the winter air or the lighting of a candle or the steady purring of a small furry cat.


Part 4: Memories from my Modern Vampire Family and Friends

This was first posted last December (2013) but I’m posting it again.

From Andrew: One of my fondest memories is walking with her in the snow at night. Her hands were hot, and as hard as she tried, she could never warm up my hands.

From Matthew: We looked at the stars in the night sky and didn’t feel dead anymore.

From Verity: A nip of brandy and a nip on the neck of my husband under the mistletoe.

From Lola: A lovely young man all tied up in red ribbons and bows. That isn’t figuratively either. He was all tied up.

From Tellias: We saw a great light in the sky and I knew something had happened that would change the world. That was a long time ago. I was very young.

From Eleora: We never did much for people we took blood from until we started to celebrate the Christmas holiday. Then we started to leave them presents. That is where the Santa Clause tradition came from. And this year I’m going to wear my red dress with the white fur trim and red boots and snowflake earrings.

From Val: My sister Juliette and I would sneak into churches and sing along to the carols. Everyone said it would kill us but we knew nobody who is damned could be so inspired by the music as we were.

From Cody: I used to be afraid of Vampires before I became one and found out how much fun they are, especially around the holidays. Well, except for the men in black and the zombies, but hey, you have to respect them for what they are.

From Adam (a Werewolf): Running in the mountain snow until we were so tired we couldn’t go another inch. My mother would be waiting with fresh meat, fruit cake and hot chocolate. We’d turn from wolves to boys and run naked all over the cabin as my parents laughed. It was crazy but, you know, we’re Werewolves.

From Aaron: We used to act out the Christmas Carol except someone would always tear out Scrooge’s neck before my mom could finish the narration. Oh man, we would laugh so hard.

From Max: Candle light and the long cool kiss of another Vampire.

From Teddy: I’ll never forgot the Christmas I pried my mother’s necklace off of the rotting corpse of the woman who stole it. I knew at that moment that Juliette was the Vampire I would one day marry and would proudly wear the necklace. It was also the night I learned I hadn’t lost my soul, or at least not completely.

From Jayne: I wore a red velvet dress trimmed with flowers and holly. The room was filled with candles and garland. Everyone tasted like cinnamon and whiskey.

From Ione: I was so excited about seeing Santa that I bit the cat.

From Elizabeth: Going for angel walks in the cemetery at midnight with Jayne and Mehitabel. The stone angels inspire the singing of the dead. It is quiet lovely and moving if you know what tombs to visit.

From Nathaniel: After years of spending Christmas protecting my kind from Vampire Hunters, I look forward to spending a quiet Christmas with my wife and child. I think I earned it.

From Thomas Kent: Christmas is a time for us to make frozen hearts warm and inspire peace among all creatures, even those of the night and cold.

To learn more about the individuals above click on their names.












Wishing you all dear readers sweet memories.

A Happy Christmas to all!

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman