The child was born, the star shone bright
And love came down at Christmas time
-love came down
If there is one thing I could change about Christmas, it would be that time would slow down. I feel as if I'm ever clinging to last few days, hoping that somehow I can capture it and put it in a bottle fir safe keeping. For when Christmas passes, the coldest days of the year seem to spin me into a cycle of blues. The festive colors, carols and cares a mere memory. But, as we watched yet another version and somewhat overplayed "quote", I am struck by the words of Charles Dickens yet again: "I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all year". May we sew this upon the hearts and minds this year? Truly keep the spirit alive and well within us?
I may be somewhat immersed into the season. My books have been of the Christmas spirit since early November. If I could, I would wonder the streets aimlessly in view of Christmas lights, carols blasting and peppermint mocha's' in my hand...every single night. My heart would always be bursting with the JOY of the season. With peace and happiness over the greatest celebration of all time.
Thankfully, there are cameras, blogs and other outlets to document the memories. So I can save them in the days to come. And there is always Twelfth Night to celebrate, candle light and all.
Merry Christmas from our home to yours!
