Making New Traditions

As I was watching some old Guiding Light episodes the other night I came across the Christmas episode when Marah and Tony were just first reconciling.  And it got me thinking about what their first Christmas together after six years apart would be like…..

Note: This story references this portion of their story:


“Just a little to the left.  No my left.  Okay I think that’s just about perfect.”

Smothered among the tree’s fragrant branches Tony bit back a groan.  As it was he would probably be coughing up pine needles for the next decade.  But this was Marah and his first Christmas together since he had escaped Romeo’s clutches, the first since they had finally been reunited, and so they were pulling out all the stops.

Tony stepped back and admired his handiwork, if it could even be called that.  Sure it hadn’t been the biggest or even the fullest tree on St. Michael’s lot, but at least it didn’t fall into that sad Charlie Brown tree territory, “I think we did good babe, but are you sure you don’t want to go over to your parent’s?  It is tradition and I know how much it means to you.”

Decorating the Lewis family Christmas tree was a family tradition, and one that Marah had missed while living in Paris.  But tonight was a night for the start of something new, traditions of their own, “Maybe later.  Right now I just want it to be the two of us.” She tossed him a fresh box of lights, “Now let’s start decorating this tree.”

Tony grinned, “Yes dear.” He plugged the strand in and started weaving it through the fragrant boughs, “You know what this reminds me of?”

“Do I want to know?”

Tony stuck his head out from the back of the tree, “Get your mind out of the gutter.  This reminds me of the year we almost got stuck in the snowstorm up at the cabin.”

Marah laughed at the memory, “And you stole the snowmobile!”

Tony looked affronted, “Stole is rather harsh.  I left the guy money and I did bring it back.”

“The look on my dad’s face?  If looks could kill…”

“I would have been six-feet under.” Tony laughed before continuing his task, “That was nothing new.  By then I was used to Josh’s death stares.  But you know what?  Death stares and all that was my favorite Christmas memory.”

Marah looked up from the box of ornaments her mother had sent over, “Was?”

“Well yeah.  This one has that one beat three ways till Sunday.”

That Tony didn’t even look up indicated he had no idea just how deeply profound that statement was.   In fact, if Marah had to guess he probably didn’t even realize how amazing those words were.  She stood up and went over to her purse, “I got you something.”

Tony did look up then, “But it’s not Christmas yet.”

Marah just held out a small package wrapped in red paper, “It’s not your real Christmas present. And I can’t think of a more perfect time but right now to give it to you.”

He gently let the lights fall before taking it, “Are you sure?”

Marah rolled her eyes, “Open it would you!”

Tony ripped into the paper…

“You want to know what else I remember about that long ago Christmas? Me saying that we’d start your own collection of ornaments.  I saw this the other day and added some personal touches.” When Tony continued to stare at her gift Marah started to feel a little nervous, “Do you like it?”

Like it?  That was an understatement.  Tony swallowed back the lump of unmanly like tears threating to fall before looking into the love of his life’s eyes, “It’s perfect.”

Marah smiled and Tony couldn’t resist pulling her into a searing kiss.  When he finally paused for breath he laid his forehead against hers, “I love you.”

Marah reached up and brushed away the tear Tony didn’t know he shed, “I love you too.  Now where are you going to put it?”

Tony walked over to the tree and looked it over critically before hooking the ornament right in front.  He stepped back and placed his arm around Marah holding her close.  Together they stared at the small figure of a house dangling for the tree’s sturdy branches. He looked down at her, “You’re right you know.  Home is where the heart is, and my home is with you.”

She placed her hand over his heart, “Tony and Marah Forever.”

Tony swept her up into his arms and headed for the stairs, “Forever.”


An hour later Tony looked over at Marah basking in the afterglow, “I say we make this our new Christmas tradition.”

Marah laughed, “We didn’t even finish stringing the lights.”

He couldn’t resist leaning down and kissing her softly.  Against her lips he whispered, “It’ll get done.  Eventually.”


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