Fiction

This Is Christmas

by Linda Imbler

I thought I had some of my best Christmases as a child, and although as an adult I spent each Christmas with my parents, I thought the Christmas of 1980 would not have much joy in it.  John Lennon had been murdered on December 8th, and that incident was still weighing on my mind.

My mother sent my father and me out on an errand that Christmas Eve day to find a particular item.  We spent four hours searching until we found it.  But, that’s not what made the day great.  It was how the conversations that ensued that day transformed our attitude for this particular year’s celebration.

When I was a young girl, my dad is the one who called me in from another room to watch the Beatles being interviewed on a talk show.  We were both hooked right then.  The years went by.  “Rocky Raccoon” became one of his favorite Beatle’s songs. We both owned every Beatle’s album. Now, a married adult who lived hundreds of miles away from my parents, I did not realize that he had also embraced Lennon’s solo works, and owned those also.

As we rummaged through the stores, we dissected Lennon’s work after the Beatles.  We discussed the be-bop tempo of “Instant Karma”, and the nature of the words.   We waxed philosophical about the images throughout “Imagine.”  We talked about the intensity of the Mind Games album, recorded at a low point in Lennon’s life.  But mostly, we reveled over Double Fantasy, the album that had been released only one month prior to John’s death.  We were both still digesting the songs and had a lengthy discussion about what a magnificent contribution to the music world this opus was.

With every new store, the depth of our fanship, and our connection to each other through the magical art of Lennon’s music grew.  We came back to the house, victorious in our purchase, but also with a much deeper bond between us. All thanks to the music of this one man whom we were still mourning.

John, you were right.  All you do need is love.

About the Author:

Linda Imbler is the author of five paperback poetry collections and three e-book collections (Soma Publishing) This writer lives in Wichita, Kansas with her husband, Mike the Luthier, several quite intelligent saltwater fish, and an ever-growing family of gorgeous guitars. Learn more at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com

 

One Comment

  1. Linda Imbler

    Dear Mr. Sehgal:

    Thank you very much for publishing my work. I am humbler and honored.

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