Christmas Time (Archives)

It is that time of year when there seems to be a certain something in the air. It just feels kinder, softer and gentler. People seem friendlier, more in tune with life and rushing around becomes a “must do” and even though the hustle and bustle is not liked in some circles, it is part and parcel of the season.

Driving home yesterday, I noticed the Christmas tree vendor setting up his booth for the mad dash of Christmas tree buying. Not fake ones but ones that make your living room smell wonderful and out of the ordinary as the countdown begins to Christmas. I’ve always loved the scent of fresh pine accompanying my morning coffee as I go back in time to Christmases past.

However, it is not just about the good times, joyful times, the cozy times, but also about the moments I still hold dear in my heart. Memories of Christmases past where a special someone was there and he made Christmas so much better. The sale of Christmas trees brought back some memories that also brought a ache to the heart. He is gone now but those memories remain. The way he would make his way here excitedly on weekends ready to make Christmas a fantastic affair. A fresh tree was a must, he got the tree and I did the decorating. Menu planning was left up to me but there was always something special on the table, he made sure of that. Presents galore were all his doing and he loved giving. The Christmas tree vendor brought back some memories as I am sure more will come rushing in as we get closer to Christmas. He’s an “angel” now, this friend of mine, having earned his wings and I’m sure he’ll be singing with the rest of the angels welcoming the season in. Have a fantastic Christmas, “my angel.”

“But I am sure that I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round…as a good time, a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely.” Charles Dickens

It is a time to rejoice, to enjoy the sights and sounds of the season, to breathe a little freer and to hug a little tighter. A time to step back, to sit by the fireplace with a cup of something warm and to take in the beauty of Christmas time. Sure, memories will rush in, they will hurt at times, you will shed a few tears, but when all is said and done, it is the most beautiful time of the year.

Have an amazing day.

Christmas Time

It is that time of year when there seems to be a certain something in the air. It just feels kinder, softer and gentler. People seem friendlier, more in tune with life and rushing around becomes a “must do” and even though the hustle and bustle is not liked in some circles, it is part and parcel of the season.

Driving home yesterday, I noticed the Christmas tree vendor setting up his booth for the mad dash of Christmas tree buying. Not fake ones but ones that make your living room smell wonderful and out of the ordinary as the countdown begins to Christmas. I’ve always loved the scent of fresh pine accompanying my morning coffee as I go back in time to Christmases past.

However, it is not just about the good times, joyful times, the cozy times, but also about the moments I still hold dear in my heart. Memories of Christmases past where a special someone was there and he made Christmas so much better. The sale of Christmas trees brought back some memories that also brought a ache to the heart. He is gone now but those memories remain. The way he would make his way here excitedly on weekends ready to make Christmas a fantastic affair. A fresh tree was a must, he got the tree and I did the decorating. Menu planning was left up to me but there was always something special on the table, he made sure of that. Presents galore were all his doing and he loved giving. The Christmas tree vendor brought back some memories as I am sure more will come rushing in as we get closer to Christmas. He’s an “angel” now, this friend of mine, having earned his wings and I’m sure he’ll be singing with the rest of the angels welcoming the season in. Have a fantastic Christmas, “my angel.”

“But I am sure that I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round…as a good time, a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely.” Charles Dickens

It is a time to rejoice, to enjoy the sights and sounds of the season, to breathe a little freer and to hug a little tighter. A time to step back, to sit by the fireplace with a cup of something warm and to take in the beauty of Christmas time. Sure, memories will rush in, they will hurt at times, you will shed a few tears, but when all is said and done, it is the most beautiful time of the year.

Have an amazing day.

It’s on the Way!

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It’s unbelievable but we are approaching Christmas at a fast pace, faster than I would like. It’s just 21 days away so let me ask you, where did this year go? It seems to have come in on wings and just as swiftly it is getting ready to fly out of here.

“It is Christmas in the heart that puts Christmas in the air.” W. T. Ellis

The neighbors are trying frantically to out do each other as to who has the best Christmas decorations and I haven’t even started yet. The Christmas tree vendor has his little shack set up with trees both big and small. The call is inviting but I’ve decided no real tree this year. There is nothing better than the scent of fresh pine on a cold winter’s morning but I’m not up to the hassle of lugging that tree back to the house and setting it up. It is not in my repertoire of things to do this Christmas. Bah Humbug?!! Not really, I love Christmas in all its shapes and forms BUT I’m not expending too much energy this year. Scrooge? I hope not. I’m actually missing the guy who will help me with such things so I’m hoping he’s on the way and maybe, just maybe, Christmas will be an all out affair next year. One can only hope.

“Christmas isn’t a season. It’s a feeling.” Edna Ferber

What’s Christmas without the lights? Exactly! The house will be lit up like a neon sign but tastefully and candles will get the scent of Christmas going. My faithful Santa will take his rightful place at the front door as he does each year, all lit up, his cheeks red from the cold and grinning from ear to ear.

I like cozy so the fireplace will be going and couches and chairs will be decked out in Christmas blankets and cushions. Mary, Joseph and Baby Jesus along with The Three Wise Men will take their place of honor in a simple manger on a mantel by the fireplace and Christmas music will add to the atmosphere. Of course, there will be presents, it goes without saying but they won’t be under a huge Christmas tree. I’ll have them piled under a tiny fake tree but it will be pretty just the same.

I like Christmas, no, I LOVE Christmas! I love the scents and sounds of Christmas but more than that, I love the peaceful feeling that Christmas brings. There is just something about this time of year when it’s cold outside but there is warmth inside, not just indoors but in our hearts as well.

“May this Christmas, Santa fill your tree of life with presents of happiness, joy and love.” Unknown

Have an amazing day.