Today I love the warm and wonderful merriness that this day has to offer to those who have the wherewithal to avail themselves of it. I love the memories I have of my mother trying to calm me down in her tireless and loving ways on this day in past years. I love that the spirit of Christmas manifests itself in me now as a sort of spirit of her, pushing me to be cheerful all year long but especially on these days of family celebrations and cheerful reminiscences. I love that even when my family doesn’t plan to get together, we are together in my heart and she is there. I love remembering her getting frustrated on this day with all the things that needed doing and with us children being wild and unhelpful and wilful, and when she had reached her wits end she would growl at us some words of near anger in a voice that sounded like it came from a freshly woken bear … and then, she would laugh, and we’d all settle down and all the things would get done and the next day Christmas would occur just like it was supposed to. I love remembering how she loved this season, these days, and how that love of this was one of the most lasting gifts she has given me. I love that I get to open this gift from her every year.
Today I love that it is Sunday. I love that all the pies got baked yesterday. I love that there may be more baking today. I love that cookies have been discussed because I love cookies. I love that I have all the ingredients for banana bread and poppy seed loaf and that may happen too. I love that there will be no big, huge, or ostentatious gifts this year. I love that we are talking about doing things that are fun to do together as what we will give each other for gifts. I love how we will spend Christmas seeking comfort for each other and for others.
Today I love that I get to write this blog. I love that it means so much to me. I love especially that I hear from people who have read posts and found them to be comforting. I love that I get to write these words, kind of like putting a message in a bottle and setting it adrift on this internet sea, and that I get to hope that the right person will find it just when they need to, because I love the thought that I might have helped someone find a way to look at life and see a better life in the jumble of pieces. I love that will never give up being positive even to those around me who look at life in a less positive way, because there is a chance that one day something I say may help them see something in just a slightly warmer and more loving way, and that will be worth all the effort.
Today I love drinking coffee by the fire on Christmas Eve day. Be good to each other, okay? Thanks.