Seldom do I ever wish for snow. I'm not much of a winter person; I get too cold and uncomfortable. I also don't do well with the dark and gloomy days. But there's something about a seasonal snowfall which really warms my heart and spirit.
So when we had a little snow a week ago I enjoyed it tremendously. It was a day I didn't need to go anywhere so there was no stress about driving on the first real ice and snow of the season. All I had to do was enjoy it. Though I'm by no means "ready" for Christmas I began to feel the excitement.
And when the following weekend we were able to see our granddaughter perform in the Nutcracker Suite...well, the holiday season had arrived. It's not official until you've attended your favorite Christmas performance, you know. Though I think Thanksgiving gets lost in the commercial hype surrounding Christmas, we can work hard to keep our mind on the spirit and joy in each celebration.
The preparations are underway. My semester is nearly over. And I'm ready for some coffee by the fire, and reflection on the meaning of Christmas. Keep joy in your heart during the moments you feel most frazzled.