Have a Very Merry

It’s two days before Christmas and the windows have been open all day. The house smells fresh and crisp like an early spring afternoon. I smile, transported back to a time when livin’ life was simple: ponytails, runnin’ through sprinklers on the front lawn, slamming screen doors, ice cold bottled Coca-Cola, bare feet on warm asphalt, staying outside until sunset, unbridled laughter and innocence.

I can’t stop the flood of memories and I wish it felt more like the holidays of my youth with, first and foremost, cold weather, also firewood stacked by a roaring fire in the fireplace, caroling, the warmth of family Christmas parties, gettin’ fancy in holiday floor length girlie-girl dresses, homemade sugar cookies, stacks of Christmas cards, vintage Christmas tree ornaments, pine scented incense wafting from the Räuchermännchen and candles gently turning the Weihnachtspyramide. 


I’m grateful for so many things in this moment. 

I hope your Christmas is beautiful and happy and filled with love. I leave you with the lyrics of my favorite song of the season. 

Let your heart be light…


Have yourself a merry little Christmas

Let your heart be light

From now on

Our troubles will be out of sight


Have yourself a merry little Christmas

Make the Yule-tide gay

From now on

Our troubles will be miles away


Here we are as in olden days

Happy golden days of yore

Faithful friends who are dear to us

Gather near to us once more


Through the years we all will be together

If the fates allow

Hang a shining star upon the highest bough

And have yourself a merry little Christmas now


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