Merry Christmas, Henry by Aubrey Wynne

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Tis the season! What is your favorite holiday memory? Do you have a special ornament or tradition? Share it with us.

Tis the season! What is your favorite holiday memory? Do you have a special ornament or tradition? Share it with us.

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Henry, a shy and talented artist, moonlights as a security guard at a museum and loses his heart to a beautiful, melancholy woman in a painting. As his obsession grows, he finds a kindred soul who helps him in his search for happiness. On Christmas Eve, Henry dares to take a chance on love and fulfill his dream.

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Rediscovering Christmas

Everyone reminisces about their favorite Christmas: the year Santa left a treasured present, or the season when your family found the perfect tree. It’s this nostalgia that motivates us to create enduring childhood memories of Christmas for our children or grandchildren.

Yet, as the great day draws near, enthusiasm can dwindle. The stress of parents, worried about their checking account balance, overshadows the surge of joy that began around Thanksgiving. Maybe the dip begins on Black Friday when a harried shopping extravaganza begins the race to “buy” the perfect memory.

I have always been known as our family’s Christmas fanatic. My decorations and music come out as soon as Halloween ends. Something about the deep baritone of Bing Crosby or the romantic crooning of Nat King Cole turns me all warm and fuzzy inside. I play my piano three months out of the year. I bring out the traditional carols and practice them October through December.

Yet, as the years crept by, the thrill of the holidays dulled. It was a slow process. First, I stopped wrapping all the pictures on my walls like gifts. The next year I only put up half the decorations outside. Then I stopped pulling out my holiday collections for each room and focused only on the main living area. A few years ago, I didn’t hang one light on the porch or even put a wreath on my door.

I’ll admit that it began after the death of my beloved mother-in-law, Shirley, since December reminded me of my loss. But as I looked around at the rest of my family members, I realized that they also had lost the joy of Christmas. My sister blamed it on the disappearance of our old traditions. My mother accused commercialism.

Then it happened. Our family had adopted a foster child in 2007. Since my husband and I were childless, our niece, Ana, became our focus. Two years ago, she spent the night and helped us put up the Christmas tree. Her excitement was contagious. The oohs and ahhhs as she held each ornament and found the perfect spot on the tree started igniting that glow I had felt years before.

I watched as my husband lifted her onto his shoulders so she could place a giant Barbie doll head on the tree as our new topper. When we were finished, we turned out the living room lights, and stood admiring the colored twinkles and glistening tinsel of our creation. “We made the most beautiful tree, didn’t we?” said Ana, in an awe-struck voice. “My Barbie looks like an angel. This will be the best Christmas ever.”

And that was all it took. A five-year-old girl had restored my spirit of Christmas. She then gradually spread a warm holiday glow across the entire family. Last year, we decided to go back to the basics. Most of our presents were homemade, and we sang carols from an old songbook as mother played the piano. The rat race disappeared for awhile and family values made a guest appearance. And Ana was right—it was the best Christmas ever.

Wishing you and yours a very Merry Christmas!

Aubrey Wynne

This is a website that creates and sells interactive cards and calendars. It can be used year round but I buy the Advent calendar each year. It is a snowglobe that sits on your desktop and gives you a fun animated treat each day. One year the theme was an old London Christmas, another we were transported to an Alpine Holiday. Last year, with the Downton Abbey popularity, we enjoyed an old English Christmas.

Coming Soon:

My latest historical romance, Rolf’s Quest, will be included in the Valentine’s anthology Love Least Expected.

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Baron Rolf Arbrec, the royal wizard for King Henry II and Eleanor of Aquitaine, is burdened with a centuries-old quest to break the spell cast on his descendant, Merlin. To lift the enchantment, he must find true love without the use of magic or deceit, something that has eluded the men generations before him.

Finding genuine love is no easy task, even for a wizard, and time is running out not only to complete his Quest, but to give future generations a chance at happiness. When Melissa steps from his dreams and into his arms, he realizes his need for her love runs deeper than just a way to free Merlin.

Lady Melissa Garrick travels to London to meet her betrothed. Along the way, she encounters a man who haunts her dreams and makes her reconsider her destiny. Torn between loyalty to her family and her intense attraction to Rolf, she struggles to remain an obedient daughter. Though she desires him, will she defy her family and turn her back on her betrothed? Or will time run out and Rolf be doomed to a life of discontent and bitterness like his ancestors before him?



  1. Lovely memory and it is always a marvelous to have that “younger” Christmas joy reawakened. Thanks for sharing.

  2. Forgot to say congrats on your story being released in February 🙂

    • Thanks for both, Susan. Hope you have a great Thanksgiving.

  3. My favorite Christmas memory is my dad playing Santa on Christmas Eve. The whole extended family was there. When we didn’t pay attention, he’d place to fingers in his mouth and whistle! He loved to give away those presents.

  4. Oh, I bet you have some great pictures of that. Christmas Eve was always our gift time, too.

  5. Loved Henry 🙂 xx

    • Thanks Michaela. It was my first pub and will always hold a special place in my heart.

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