Winter is one of my favorite seasons. My instinct is to slow things down, to take stock in the year that’s ending, and get ready for the year to come. The holidays, beginning with Thanksgiving, are an excellent time to reflect and seek gratitude.
But the Christmas season makes everything feel magical for me. I’m one of those people who can’t wait for the radio stations to begin their 24/7 holiday music cycle, and I secretly love seeing Christmas decorations seeping in around October 31st.
I can’t help myself. I am Will Farrell’s Elf from the movie, fists clenched in my lap and mouth agape in excitement and disbelief that Christmas is only 49 Fridays away! The winter holidays are like a giant ball of warmth and yummy food, family and friends, kids and wishes, and tradition all rolled into one.
We all bring a dish of something to share, enjoy a delicious meal, explode festive poppers so we can don our paper crowns, catch up, play games, and watch the kids play. It’s a lovely evening, made all the more special because our out-of-town family has come home.
The highlight of the night, for kids and adults, is the visit from Santa. When the kids were younger, they would line up on the brick hearth and sing carols to bring the big man to the house. As they get older, it’s getting harder to make the teenagers sing with the old gusto, but I can still see the excitement in their faces.
Happy Holidays and I hope your 2017 is full of fabulous memories.
Do you have a beloved holiday tradition?