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Merry Christmas from RWISA


It’s that time of year again when RWISA Island comes alive with Holiday Spirit, décor, and a good story. We invite you to sit back, sip your beverage of choice and let us share our collective story with you.


2020 has been a stressful year, but a flurry of activity can be found all around RWISA Island as RWISAians prepare for the biggest holiday of the year, CHRISTMAS!

A great grandmother, HARRIET HODGSON finished her shopping early and could hardly wait to give her gifts away. “Grandmothers add so much to the festivities,” she explained. “We’re part of The Grandma Force, grandmothers who work singly and together to love, protect, and nurture children around the world.”

It was Christmas Eve, and MAURA BETH BRENNAN took her grandson, Patrick, to the window to look for Santa’s sleigh. It wasn’t visible yet, but on this magical night, the sky was full of snowflakes and Stardust.

Across the way, D. L. FINN, Amber, and Eli were making cookies during a major snowstorm on Christmas Eve. There was an unexpected knock at the door. Eli warily opened the door to find Zelina, the angel, who wanted This Last Chance to provide the sprinkles to help decorate the cookies for Santa.

Much to his dismay, on the afternoon of the RWISA Christmas party, JOHN PODLASKI was on his way to the island for the merry festivities when his car ran out of gas. Snow flurries during the last hour created wispy white patches which blew haphazardly over the desolate highway. The only items in the trunk was a case of Cherries: A Vietnam War Novel that he planned to give away as gifts. Without another vehicle seen for miles around, Polack started to get Unhinged by this Unwelcomed event. He was stranded and would now miss the club’s biggest event of the year. The island was still miles away and even at a steady jog, he wondered, When Can I Stop Running?

ROBERT FEAR was also struggling to get to the RWISA Christmas celebration, hampered by driving sleet and slush underfoot. To motivate him, he thought back to that glorious Summer of ’77 and the beaches, bars and boogie nights in Ibiza. Within minutes, he had powered on and arrived at the party venue in a much-improved mood.

HEATHER KINDT was fed up with wearing a mask, so she scurried across town to the Rosenbaum mansion. In the basement, she stared with delight at the red, green, and white doors. With childlike wonder, she turned the knob on The Green Door, finding herself in the forested Christmas land of her dreams.

Meanwhile, JOY NWOSU LO-BAMIJOKO listens intently to a conversation in the next room.
“Let’s spend Christmas this year in Philadelphia, Tunji? Njide cozies up to Tunji.
“Well, … I want to see mother’s face as she reads Mirror of Our Lives.”
“And for that, we have to drive all the way from Michigan to Philadelphia for Christmas?!”
“Why not! It will be fun!”

P.T.L. PERRIN stomped the snow off her mukluks, hung her parka on the coat rack and hefted a tall ornately framed mirror to the Christmas tree.

Her RWISA friends crowded around. “What’s that for?”

“What do you see?” P.T.L. asked with a wide grin.

“I’m sensing there’s a catch to this,” Nonnie said, narrowing her eyes. “I see myself.”
Jan circled it, touching the smooth frame and tracing a spiral carved at the mirror’s apex. “Is there a trick to this? Is it magic?”

“Not at all,” P.T.L. answered. “In this mirror, Reflections of a Misfit, you will see your own unique, incomparable beauty—reflecting your true self.”

Settled on a sofa near the RWISA Christmas tree, LINNEA TANNER visualizes Christmas past, present and future on the Wall of Lives that weaves the threads of everyone’s life into a tapestry. She touches her life strand, connecting with ancestors, family, and descendants, and ascends into the constellations of Apollo’s Raven, Dagger’s Destiny, and Amulet’s Rapture for a brighter and hopeful Christmas future.

Tinsel sparkled onto the carpet like rainbow confetti and ornaments jangled as Buster Boy’s tail thrashed into the Christmas tree. WENDY SCOTT stifled a grin as she counted numerous bare patches on the tree. She plucked up a piece of tinfoil smeared with a mixture of chocolate and dog saliva, and asked the dog, “Do you know what happened to the chocolate Santas?” Buster Boy graced her with a not-guilty liquid-eyed stare, but his innocence was belied by the golden glint of foil wedged around his left fang. Tails can certainly wreak havoc, she thought.

On the other side of the island, Savannah Logan’s eyes sparkled when Jack McClean strode out of the Brazos Wind and through the door of Molly’s Boarding House with a parcel under his arm. JAN SIKES had been right, and all of his doubts about the wisdom of buying her a Christmas gift vanished with Savannah’s smile and the touch of her hand. Now to get to the RWISA Christmas party before the festivities ended!

As the party began to wind down, Nonnie Jules could hear the raised voices coming from down the hall.  When the dust subsided, she already knew which side she would take – clearly it was an OPEN,  SHUT case.  The bleached blonde with hints of pink and blue hair, screaming at the top of her lungs, clearly had NO PEDIGREE.  I mean, in public? At a Christmas party?  And, on RWISA Island? The nerve of some people! Disturbing the peace of RWISA Island was almost sacrilegious.  Boy, The Day The Lights Went Out on this one.

But, all’s well that end’s well.  As the party-goers dispersed, I looked around and without a bit of direction, the clean up crew was busy tidying away …And The Music Played in the background, forcing a smile to gather my lips in complete satisfaction.


RWISA Christmas



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  1. How did I miss this before Christmas? Here we are, well into the new year already, and I needed cheering up this morning. Jan, thank you for putting this amazing story together and for your contribution to it. Everyone who added to the story, thank you! This was exactly what I needed today! Your warm, friendly humor wrapped itself around me like a faux fur blanket. RWISA ROCKS!

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  2. I so look forward to our annual RWISA Xmas story as it always makes me smile.


  3. I loved putting this story together this year! And, Nonnie, what you added is fabulous with such a sense of humor! A big thanks to everyone who contributed! Happy New Year!


  4. This was such a fun story to put together! A huge thank you to everyone who submitted!


  5. Hope you all have a wonderful holiday surrounded by love and laughter. 🙂

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  6. A very Merry Chrismas to you all!

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  7. I’m sending a heartfelt Merry Christmas wish to everyone on RWISA Island – May you surrounded by the ones you love and feel the peace of the season in your heart and soul.

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  8. Have a Wonderful Christmas, Gwen!

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  9. Merry Christmas RWISA friends!

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