Helloooo ... hellooooo ... echo! Echo!
We took a deep breath, we tensed our legs. We closed our eyes, ran forward, gave a primal yell and leaped into space. And before we knew it, the Christmas season was behind us.
How'd y'all do? Did you make it to the other side?
As my family can attest, when it comes to Christmas, I go through the five stages of grief between the day after Thanksgiving until approximately December 23. On that day, I finally lower my clenched fists from in front of my eyes and take a good look around. I revel in the cheesy yet touching traditions of the Christmas season, I sing along with the radio, I kiss people I barely know, and I appreciate all that humans do in celebration of our shared love of family and community. I finally welcome Christmas.
"Better late than never," says BB every year.
Congratulations on making it to the other side, Pam.
I go through similar stages and am always relieved if I find myself still standing when I get to the other side. The shiny tinsel on the tree often seems to snap me out of it.
I've missed your writing. I've got to drop by here more often.
Posted by: boot | January 01, 2009 at 06:31 PM