I love the winter holidays. I love the feeling of promise the new year brings, the gathering of friends, the music, the food, the evergreen, and giving. This year in particular I am aware that I don't have the means nor the time to give to all how I would like. When I mean give, I don't mean waking up at 3 a.m. after Thanksgiving day to get the best deals. Giving to me is as big and small as sending a note, baking, or reaching out. This year I seem overloaded with committees and work (which includes filling in while my boss tends to her mother, who is battling cancer). My knitting has fallen by the wayside, 99% of my reading is for the various book groups I facilitate, plus the book award committee I am on. I barely have time for me (and Lars).
Hopefully I will experience a renaissance of time later in December, and be able to enjoy this time as I have in the past. We should be getting snow soon, so we can break out the snowtubes and enjoy another season of unfiltered, childhood joy.
The thing I think I love most about the snow is the way the world stops. I might get crazy up where you live though, it happens once or twice a year hear.
ReplyDeleteI am going to try to do homemeade as much as possible this year. I know we have enough "stuff." Besides I got a new washer dryer today for free so one of my biggst wishes was filled.
The only thing I like about snow is staying out of it. The only thing it is good for is an excuse to have a fire in the fireplace, I do enjoy that a lot.
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