I am a firm believer that a little bit of magic goes into the making of each and every day. Little miracles happen all the time… Waking up. A flower blooming through a crack in the sidewalk. A glowing sunset after a dreary storm. A soft breeze to relieve the suffocating heat of summer. Making a new friend when you feel the loneliest of all. If you take the time to notice how extraordinary all of these ordinary events are, the world can be a mesmerizing place. It seems to me, though, that the world becomes even more enchanting during December.
Only in December are twinkle lights strung through tree branches and carefully placed to outline rooftops, their radiance glimmering and reflecting off of glass ornaments, glittery packages, and shiny tinsel. Only in December can you experience the unbridled joy of singing Christmas carols and holiday songs out loud with the possibility of a complete stranger joining in… Or at least smiling. Only in December is it totally acceptable, and even expected, to decorate a tree in the middle of your living room or hang embellished socks from your mantle.
Sounds almost like an alternate universe, but that’s December. It’s a time when these rarities become customary and the simple joys of getting cozy by the fireplace, wrapping gifts, sending and receiving greeting cards, watching cheesy movies and TV classics, and baking cookies become treasured traditions. It’s a time when the spirit of giving abounds and the warmest of memories are made to last through the coldest of winters. December is simply delightful.
So go and make yourself a cup of hot chocolate. Take a minute to count your blessings and to delight in the magic of December. Then, go out and enjoy it... every little piece.
Love,
Amy
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