Dear Christmas,
Thank you for always bringing good cheer and magic to the end of a year.
You have a way of making the young and old believe ~
And you bring a much needed dose of hope to those who deserve it most.
Pretty presents, sparkling decor, and sweet treats are lovely accoutrements to the season,
Yet the things which warm my heart the most are not really things at all.
It's the memories of my mom giddy as a child to decorate for her favorite holiday of the year,
The way my lil' brother takes such time and care in choosing that special gift for his beloved,
How a complete stranger will break into an off-key rendition of Jingle Bells while standing in line,
Smell of Christmas breakfast being cooked in my grandmother's kitchen,
Waking up early to my dad saying, "Mornin'! Merry Christmas!"
My sweet crumb's excitement over Rudolph's red nose,
The extra kisses stole underneath the mistletoe.
An increase in exchanged smiles and friendly chit-chat with most everyone you pass,
The true goodness of humanity.
Goodwill, magical cheer, joyful spirits, loving hearts, helping hands, family and friends ~
Traditions new and old, a wish of peace, and believing that dreams do come true.
Christmas, thank you for the visit ~ you always leave behind a blissful heart.
Love,
Mel
[Paris 2010 image by my wonderful friend Sherry]
