celebrating the season
"First we’ll make snow angels for two hours, then we’ll go ice skating, then we’ll eat a whole roll of Tollhouse Cookie-dough as fast as we can, and then we’ll snuggle."
— Buddy the Elf (Will Ferrell)
The dog and I manage only a few walks this week as the rain, a good book, and a birthday celebration get in our way. But the days we do go out I make it worth our while and he shows me his appreciation by posing.
Darkness comes so quickly leaving us in deep shadows and the light is lovely. There are treats back at the car, along with a long drink of cool water and we both go home content.
Each day I try to do something to celebrate the season, instead of just preparing for it. We go out one night, driving through neighborhoods, to look at lights. I watch White Christmas for the umpteenth time and he brings us home a gingerbread house for us to decorate together. I even pull out our worn-out copy of the Grinch and read it to myself. I drink a few almond nog lattes and he makes Chex mix.
What i don't do is decorate much, or bake, or buy tons of gifts.
I sit one night, the dog in my lap, and just gaze at our tree. i think a bit of Christmases past and see how the season grew into a bit of a monster. i understand I created that. I remember all of us feeling something was off when it was all over, but I really didn't understand what it was. I get it now, I missed my little boys, I missed my parents and my in-laws. I missed everything they brought to the table and I was going to do my best to create that perfect old fashioned Christmas.
Today I no longer feel I have to be responsible for everyone's joy of the season. (What a crazy notion that was). Instead I let it be. . . I allow it flow and unfold and over the past few years it has morphed into a season of calm and beauty with some real meaning for all of us. It feels right.
Basil and I wish you a beautiful holiday season. . .
Take time to enjoy your people and your pets, eat a few cookies, and hang your stockings. Feed the birds and give to the homeless if possible, hug hard, and laugh and love with your whole heart.