Twas the night before the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring except…Me! Laundry, dishes, grocery shopping, food prep…but all in good fun and with the spirit of Christmas.
As people hustle and bustle carrying armloads of parcels to and fro and holiday lights twinkle through sheets of rain, I am cozied up in my apartment with Bing crooning about a White Christmas and the smell of pine boughs filling the space. Memories of Christmases past flood in; unwrapping glass ornaments, each with a story from years past, then decorating a fresh cut tree, the smell of pine needles everywhere. Mulled wine and spiced apple cider, carols playing in the background, gingerbread baking in the oven, reading books by the fireplace, excitement.
What ever it is we celebrate this and any time of year, it is the memories. Hold on to them, make new ones of your own, cherish the old ones, and tell the loved ones around you how important they are in your life. Tis the Season. Remember it all year long.