It’s December 29, and “Christmas” is over.
This is always a hard time of year for me, because there’s just something about the Christmas magic that I love. The decorations, the cheesy movies, the music, the spirit of giving and togetherness – I mean, I get that it’s not for everyone, but I love it.
We put up our Christmas tree incredibly early this year – the earliest ever (November 13) and it was the best decision that we could have made. Seeing the ornaments, the glowing white lights, and the way that Abby’s face would light up each evening when we plugged it all in – I know I will never forget that feeling.
Today, I started the process of cleaning up the mantle (decorations, Christmas cards) but it’ll be a while til the tree comes down…between my low energy and the sinking feeling I get of the empty space in the living room – I am just not ready. We were so lucky to have a wonderful, almost month-long celebration with family in town, and tons of holiday themed experiences, that I want to hold onto it all for just a little bit longer.
I know it’s half pregnancy hormones, and half, well, I am just emotional all the time – but I’m just having a bit of a hard time with the end of the season. And – as much as many like to bemoan the fast-switch in the stores from one holiday to another, seeing the pink and red of Valentine’s Day already actually did make me smile, because by then, there will be another little love in our life, and new adventures on our horizon.
So, happy holidays, everyone. Cherish every moment – it really does go by so fast.