I want to share some personal Christmas memories with you, in hope that they’ll inspire equally fond memories of yours.
*Grammie, in her 90s, effortlessly kneeling on the floor to open presents, and just as effortlessly rising up again. Man, did she have healthy knees!
*Sitting in Uncle Bernie’s lap as he read me A Christmas Carol. He didn’t have much lap room, but I was just a little child at the time. He had enough room for me.
*My father setting up and decorating the tree on Christmas Eve, after packing us kids off to bed. He always did the whole job in one night. No matter how early I came downstairs on Christmas Day, everything was there.
*Aunt Millie donning a Santa Claus mask to give out presents.
*The whole family, over a dozen of us crammed into Grandpa’s tiny living room, laughing uproariously as we played Mad Libs.
*Playing our new Clue game with my cousins, Joanne and Christopher, under their family’s Christmas tree.
I could go on and on, but you get the point by now.
Merry Christmas, everyone–and may this year’s Christmas spirit work for us all throughout the coming year.