Christmas Wonders

The holidays bring with them such a sense of wonder. Everyone has their own unique traditions and celebrations, and humanity in general seems to have a sweeter outlook this time of year.

For me, the holiday season ushers in a time of reflection.

Memories.

Some sweet, some poignant, all treasured.

My mom loved Christmas and always went overboard in the most wonderful ways. There was always a bounty of gifts and food and fun. But mostly, it was the love that I remember. She was always happiest when she was taking in the delight of those around her, particularly children.

The sense of wonder that she instilled in me is still present today, profoundly so. Sometimes I just sit and sip my coffee, staring at the Christmas tree. The lights, the ornaments that have been in my life literally forever, all bring back sweet memories. The smells of cookies baking and cinnamon candles glowing, transport me through the years.

I make myself take the time to enjoy and embrace my reminiscing, even if the realization that I’ve lost both parents makes me shed a tear, I can still be overwhelmed with joy, because they lived…and they were amazing.

My daughter won’t be able to come home for Christmas, and I miss her already, but I’ll be surrounded by the laughter of loved ones who’ve traveled to be with me, and we’ll Skype her in to our celebration. I’ll give her lots of Christmas hugs when I visit her in May.

As for the rest of us, we’ll eat, we’ll open gifts, and we’ll enjoy each other. That’s what Christmas has been for me, ever since I can remember.

To all of you who are feeling the pain of loss this holiday season, please remember, it wouldn’t hurt so badly now, if it hadn’t been so wonderful then. We’ll miss them, we’ll toast them, and we’ll be thankful that they were ours to love, even if their time on earth was far too brief.

To you and yours, both past and present, from all of us at Summer Prescott Books, we wish you the happiest of holidays!

 

Happy Holidays!
Summer Prescott

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