Dear World,
Ah me. . . Christmastime again.
I don't love it quite like I used to---save for some aspects; I love the pretty lights, I love the tree all full of memories---at least; the ones I can still remember! I love the secretive escapades we always have going on here as we try desperately to keep one another from discovering that special gift, (My youngest child EXCELS in the this like you wouldn't believe! I do think she cheats a bit however!), I love the Christmas carols---The Classics if you please, I love the chill in the air,---(yes, even Florida can get quite cold sometimes!) We love our hot chocolate---there's just something special about a hot cup of cocoa during the holidays. I suppose what is even more precious is the TIME to enjoy that hot cup of cocoa. (We like ours with whipped cream piled high with chocolate sprinkles on top!)
Lately, I've not been too great at taking the TIME to just sit and really ENJOY a hot cup of cocoa and all those other things I would profess to 'love'. Have you? More often than not, my mind has been in overdrive with other worries---and several imaginings. We are reeling from a very tough year and all of this has consumed my head---I can actually feel it in my body. I imagine there are a lot of you out there that can relate.
On on upside, my husband has been well enough to return to work just this week---looks like our health coverage remains intact for a while longer. Guess that's a Christmas present all on its own, eh?
