… when the world falls in love …
… when WordPress drops snowflakes on our blog pages … and when I begin my Christmas posts.
Oh, the joy that Christmas day falls on a Wednesday this year and so for the next four weeks we will celebrate, decorate, and commiserate.
Week One …
This is the time to haul out dozens of boxes from the shed in the yard, the time to dig into the memories of Christmas past. Separate and organize each box and the contents within each box. There are big ones and small ones, the colors of red and gold, green and silver, bright happy Santa faces.
They’re like giant puzzle pieces, each box is unique and holds precious moments. I wait, sometimes for three days, for that moment when I unwrap the oldest of all my ornaments, an ornament from my mother’s first tree that is now over one hundred years old.
In writing … this phase would be for the plotter. Do the research, organize notes, create characters, flush out plot arc and plod through chapter outlines.
Next, take out the new, clean bags of batting, a white sheet, tape and a box of staples. String out five or six sets of white lights and weave them into garland already filled with holly and berries … test all the lights.
The ground work has been set … go back to the stacks of boxes and prepare to build a winter wonderland.
Open a box and find the treasure held within. Oh what shall you find in those three boxes you never remember to label then quickly forget the contents?
What magic is hidden under the lid? Is it an old shoe box with a tangle of lights you were too tired to store properly? Is it the box with your Christmas villages, the vintage ornaments, the tangled garland, the wreath with a flattened bow? One year I found a gift certificate I’d forgotten about.
What I haven’t forgotten is Christmas with the folks, the big guy and his wife and family. I haven’t forgotten those toothy grins from the kids … the yearly debate about fruitcake vs. every other Holiday desert. Christmas in Southern Florida is vastly different, and yes, I haven’t forgotten what a kick it is to live in or near New York City during this time of year.
It is certainly the time of year when the world falls in love and the world can be in love with this time of year no matter where you are.
The box stage is all but finished. Tune in next week when I will attempt to decorate the inside and outside of the house, hang my favorite ornaments and arrange a scaled down version of my original Christmas village.
For the next three weeks I would love to collect treasures from my readers. This week I’d like to ask each person who leaves a comment to also leave the title of their favorite Holiday song.
When do you begin preparing for the Holiday season?
What traditions did you keep that you can no longer?
Have you replaced it with something new?