Christmas is here. It has arrived. If you visited us during the holiday season, Santa greeted you at the door but that’s where all signs of Christmas ended. There are no holiday greens inside the house. As our household items are being carefully wrapped in paper and packed in boxes and our furnishings being loaded piece by piece on the moving van, it’s hard not to feel a sense of being way out of step this year. We visit friends whose mantles, doors, tables, trees are adorned with ornamentation and we return home to zero Christmas trimmings. We’re not sad about it but it’s a bit of a numbing feeling.
Meaningful handmade ornaments from friends and family have been used to trim our tree, a tree that had to be perfect in every way. Now, for the first time in our lives, we have no Christmas tree. Ornaments are safely boxed and loaded on the moving van.
On Christmas Day, we will gather one last time with family before we head out of the state. Instead of exchanging gifts this year, my siblings and I have donated to charities that are meaningful to us, an idea that puts a song in my heart. And, due to the move, mister gardener and I have also decided to ‘skip’ gift exchanges this year, too.
However, I’ve been a pretty good girl this year. So shhhhh….. I’m leaving a short list and two cookies next to the fireplace: wool socks, a heavy sweater, spikes for my boots, earmuffs or warm mittens. I think any of these are necessities to help prepare me for what might greet us in New Hampshire. Thanks Santa!