Christmas wish fulfilled

Hello, dear readers,

 

The Christmas season is fast approaching, so I decided to give you a little pre-gift in the form of a Christmas one-off.

So, let's get to it...

 

A little six-year-old girl wandered through the night on a snowy street, shivering with cold, yet determined to keep going. She wanted very much to see the poinsettia, which has the real power to grant wishes.

This little girl, named Ela, wanted to ask the star if she could give her back the mother that God had taken to heaven, or at least she wanted to see her one more time.

 

Her daddy once told her a story about this very star. He told her that it only appeared in the sky at Christmas and that whoever saw it in the sky and made a wish would get it.

She looked longingly at the smiling stars. Was she dreaming or had one just winked at her? And there's another! She waved back and watched them, when a huge star, the brightest of all, appeared in the middle of the endless sky.

 

"That must be it!" She shouted to the whole street. "Please give me back my mother! I will never be angry again, I will obey everyone, please, I want to see her!" Huge liquid pearls ran down her frozen cheeks.

Suddenly there was a flash of light at the end of the street and a golden gate formed. A female figure slowly emerged from the archway. The little girl ran quickly towards her. "Mommy!" She shouted happily when she saw her mother's face.

 

She would have recognized her eyes anywhere, the beautiful crimson color impossible to miss. Her oval face was framed by long, wavy black hair.

"Eli..." the beautiful woman breathed, hugging her. Suddenly the little girl smelled the beautiful scent of orange.

 

"Will you stay here with me? Daddy and I miss you very much."

"I'm afraid not, Ella. I just came for a short visit. I saw from upstairs how much you were grieving for me. I'm doing fine in heaven, you don't have to worry about that, okay? You, on the other hand, need to learn to live your lives and live them to the fullest... So that I can be happy for both of you."

 

Will you promise me that, please?" She begged in a soft voice. The little girl looked at her mother sadly. Her mother slowly stroked her long ebony hair with a cool hand.

"But I found the poinsettia," the little girl said softly, and new tears fell from her little eyes.

 

"Oh, El." Her mother said just as softly, snuggling her more tightly against her. For a small moment, there was silence between them, where only the quiet crying of the little girl could be heard.

"My little girl," the beautiful woman spoke again, squatting down beside her daughter so that their eyes were level. Her beautiful pale blue dress unfurled around them like a long protective veil.

 

"Eli," the mother spoke again while smiling sadly at the little girl. "Yes, you found her, but..."

"See, come with me!" the little girl blurted out, jumping into her mother's arms. Her little voice sounded a little stubborn. She grabbed her mother's hand and was determined not to let go, even though her hand was as cold as a block of ice itself, which put even more cold into the little girl, and her teeth began to chatter heavily against each other.

 

"Come to me, baby girl." She felt her mother press her into her arms and rose up with her. With a slow step, she walked with her closer to the golden gate.

The girl suddenly sensed something very strange around her, so she lifted her head from her mother's shoulder and looked to see what was happening. Her eyes lit up with amazement when she saw a gilded bench and above it towered a huge Christmas tree, decorated in gold and silver, with that Christmas star shining at its tip.

 

Little Eli would have squealed with delight if the cold she felt in her body had allowed it. She felt her mother suddenly quicken her pace as she walked towards the bench.

"Let's sit here for a minute, shall we?" The woman, who looked like an angel herself, sat down on the bench with the little girl. At that moment, another little spell was performed, and it took the form of a green dark blanket appearing on the bench next to her mother's side.

 

The woman didn't hesitate and wrapped her daughter in it. "It's going to be okay," whispered the beautiful angel.

In the next minute, another spell appeared. A beautiful little silver table appeared, on which appeared a mug of hot chocolate, which the angel quickly reached for.

 

"Drink up, baby girl! Careful, it's hot, slowly." She admonished her daughter before bringing the mug to her mouth.

Little Ela, who was now sitting on her mother's lap, took a sip with her mother's help. The hot, sweet liquid trickled down her throat, bringing with it warmth.

 

"Mommy, come, come home with me. I won't be naughty anymore, I promise!" The little girl spoke immediately after she felt a little better. There was a desperation in her voice that would have made any heart clench with grief.

"I believe you, honey... But like I said, I just came for a short visit," the woman's voice wavered.

 

She felt her non-beating heart burst with grief. She could feel cold tears forming in her eyes that she had no intention of letting out. She had no intention of making it any harder for her daughter. She knew that the time she could have been here with her was running out.

"But the poinsettia," the girl said tearfully while frowning up at the star.

 

"Christmas is here in two days, sweetie," her mother immediately tried to hastily change the subject to something more cheerful. "I hope you and Daddy have already got the butter cookies and milk baked and ready for Santa," she spoke in a voice that

...she knew would engage Ella and cheer her up a little. It was done. The little girl looked at her again. Her eyes were still full of tears that were slowly trickling down her cheeks, but now there were also clear sparks of unconcealed childlike joy.

 

"Yeah, Daddy tried to bake it, but he wasn't very good at it. He burned two baking sheets, but that's okay, it was a lot of fun."

There was a hint of joy in Ela's green eyes, and it was exactly what the beautiful woman wanted.

 

"I trust you did well and I'm sure our kitchen survived it in good health as well," came a double cheerful ringing laugh.

"It was a little dirty. Grandma got mad when she came home from her friend's house," the girl confessed the moment she stopped laughing.

 

At the same time, she snuggled tighter into her mother's arms. Ela wanted to say a lot more to her mother, but somehow she sensed that her mother would soon leave again and her throat tightened again at the thought, but before the sadness of separation could consume her, her mother spoke in a soothing voice that reassured her that everything would be all right now.

"I have something for you, baby girl, wait..." Mummy released her and carefully unfastened the chain around her neck, at the end of which was a half-star. The little girl watched it with sudden fascination, unable to take her eyes off the beauty.

 

Eli began to wonder why there was only part of a star on the chain, but before she could ask, her mother, who was holding the chain and the pendant in her hand, answered. "You know, honey, I can't go with you, even though I'd like to." The beautiful angel tried for a cheerful tone as her daughter looked at her with even more sadness than before, and new tears appeared.

 

The woman squeezed her eyelids together for a moment before replying, but still tried to sound cheerful "But this," she nodded to the jewel in her hand, "will allow you to see me every time the first star peeks in the sky, and if you wish it with all your heart, I can even come to you for a moment..." The woman didn't have time to say more, because her time had just expired and she was slowly fading away.

 

Little Ela wanted to scream at her mother not to leave, but not a sound came out of her mouth. "Be good," her mother's beautiful melodious voice rang in her ears.

 

*

 

The little girl opened her brown eyes with a cry. In a flash, she pulled herself up to a sitting position and began to look around.

"Mommy... " she whispered desperately into the quiet space of her room, where it was dark around her and only a unicorn-shaped lamp on her bedside table was lit. Mommy," she murmured softly again and felt sadness as she realized it was just a dream.

 

Her throat tightened again and it took very little to make her cry again. Where her heart was, it hurt. She touched the spot with her hand, hoping to numb the pain.

She turned her head to the lamp as she did so, as the light always soothed her a little, but just as she was about to focus on the light and lay her head on her knees, which she had pulled to her side in the meantime, she saw...'Mommy' she cried again, but this time there was a little joy in it as well. The little girl didn't hesitate and took in her hand the jewel that her mother had given her in her dream, or was it not a dream?

 

The next moment the little girl started to dig herself out of bed in her pink pajamas with a snowman motif. She ran into the hallway and straight down the stairs.

She was only three short of the stairs when she saw a dark figure standing by the Christmas tree.

 

 

Yes, I know it's a little sad, but that's kind of part of Christmas too, unfortunately, but it's up to each of us how we deal with it, especially at Christmas.

 

Have a Merry Christmas...