There is no secret to loving Christmas. You either do or you don’t, and if you do it’s a blaze of glitter glory. Week day nights during this season become occasion, and generosity, celebration and a well-meaning fanfare fill each one.
But when you’re transplanted to a new home, something as rooted and memory sweet as Christmas wobbles. Different smells, different sights and wearing t-shirts outside threw my senses into a tailspin.
So confusion leads to frustration, and frustration to the worst of meal mouthed places…self pity. When you don’t know the way to a grocery store, how well can you evoke the hubbub of peppermint and caramel corn that has heaped December year after year?
Then the man holds up a pomegranate in the grocery store with a big smile, and I realize that sameness is not what Christmas is about. The old is only precious in the present, and those two can mix to make something different all together.
We’re never left short of things to be thankful for, and that after all, is what makes December the most abundant month of all.
So for the pine scented candle he bought to smell like home upon my arrival
maple syrup in a huge parcel from the parents
the discount lights strung out along one empty room’s wall
how my biscotti tradition only requires one cookie sheet
how many pine cones are mounded outside my back door
for Christmas music while we grill sausages at midnight
peppermint tea & buying stamps
Skype
for every morning with him
and the One who came to bring many sons to glory
And in this landslide of praise, Christmas takes a breath and starts again. All I need, I have because this year like every other, my Father withholds no good thing.
Ohhhhh….biscotti……he says dreamily. π
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Ginger, chocolate and orange biscotti no less! π
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Yum! I was wondering how the ginger turned out.
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Well enough to bake with….and Wesley has been munching on the leftovers, even though they aren’t as crystallized as I would like.
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Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! I say……
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Are you missing your resident baker? π
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Muahaha!
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One good thing….I have far fewer dishes to do. π
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I want to argue with this…but really can’t. π
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This is lovely, Liv. And incredibly encouraging. Thanks! π
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Thank you! Hope all is well with you. xo
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