Ah, Christmas was awesome, wasn’t it? At least, ours was; I hope the same is true for you all out there, blogulars. Here in the Darc recesses, our children gave us joy and gladness and we gave them toys and games. They seemed happy. I wanted so much for there to be more – it looked like more, to be sure, when all boxed and wrapped and ribboned – but in the end, it was all a small pile of things we hope they’ll enjoy.
And Christmas day itself was filled with good eats (I mean, prime rib on Christmas Eve followed by a traditional turkey feast on Christmas day), good times, good people and loads and loads of love. I don’t remember happier times, even in my childhood. There’s something so much more special about being on this side – the grown-up side – of Christmas. It really is more blessed to give than receive, I suppose.
And today? Well, today I’ll be able to look back over the year that was and, for the first time in many years, I’ll be able to smile. The year didn’t get redeemed at the last possible minute, there wasn’t any floodgate opening to dump money on us like last year, but this year there was even more build-up, more anticipation, more hope, joy and freedom. Less pressure, less stress, and even though I have to log in to work a couple of times this week, I’m on vacation and will have a job to go back to when January rolls around. That’s a really, really nice feeling.
Now, however, is the part where I get a little melancholy because it’s all over. The gifts are unwrapped, all the new toys and games tried, all the paper stuffed into garbage bags and ready to be put out in the trash. The candles are blown out, the turkey carcass ready to be picked over for sandwiches (yum!), and the chocolates are eaten and gone.
This year, however, I don’t have the blues too bad. This year, I have that lingering joy, love and wonder of a Christmas made magical again. For the first time in memory, Christmas was a time to look forward to, a time to hope for and anticipate. And that little bit of warmth glowing inside will linger with me for a while, I suspect. I hope.
So I hope your day was blessed and as joyous as ours, and may the days left in 2011 be more of the same. And I hope for each of you the new year will bring only the best of life.