My love for the holidays began, like most of us, when I was a little kid. \u00a0We lived down the street from my Nanny and Pappy and from what I remember, spent a great deal of time at their house. \u00a0And what a house it was at Christmastime! \u00a0My grandparents took pride in decorating for the holidays. \u00a0Everything looked pristine, beautiful and wonderfully festive. \u00a0And Christmas carols were always playing. \u00a0Old Blue Eyes and Nat King Cole are the ones that I remember most. \u00a0My pappy knew every word and was always singing along.<\/p>\n
More than the feast for the eyes for me was the feeling of pure magic around the holidays in that house. \u00a0Pappy always gathered the kids around and told stories that made us believe with all of our hearts that the angel on the top of the tree did fly down and tap dance on the table or that a jolly old fat guy, dressed in red, would squeeze himself down the chimney and leave presents for us under the tree.<\/p>\n
Christmas for me is more than gift buying and giving. \u00a0It’s about the feeling that comes with it. \u00a0And this year, just as I started to wonder where my spirit was, I was flooded with it on December 1st, out of nowhere. \u00a0The Advent house that I had coveted for years and finally splurged on was pulled out of the box and filled with goodies for my excited 2-year old. \u00a0The look in her eyes at the thought of Santa already being here, just for her, reminded me of the look I used to have as I sat crossed-legged on the floor with my cousins listening to Pappy’s stories.<\/p>\n
And that’s what Christmas is about and should be about. \u00a0Magic. \u00a0Belief in something that makes you happy. \u00a0Time spent with family, friends and loved ones. \u00a0It really is the most wonderful time of the year.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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