Temperatures have finally dipped below freezing here and we’ve had flurries of snow since early morning. I’ve been off to a slow start, but admittedly, it is starting to feel a lot like Christmas.
For the past week, I’ve been out running errands after dark … not hard to do when dusk sets in around 4pm … and taking mind-clearing walks around the neighbourhood. My attention can’t help but be attracted to the Christmas displays.
The dull, dark days of December are made palatable for me by the magic of the lights, and the colours of Christmas.
I love the sparkle and the glitter of … well, everything.
While other people may grind their teeth at all the glitter dust that seems to find its way onto the floor, furniture, our faces … I know that finding random bits of glitter at the end of January will make me smile.
For now I will enjoy all this extravagant decoration for I know that after New Year’s Day we will simply have to wait out the rest of the cold season in the dark.
Deep inside, I’m still a 5-year-old who believes in the magic of Christmas with all it’s glitter and sparkle and promise of good things to come. This is something I like.