May your walls know joy; May every room hold laughter and every window open to great possibility. - Maryanne Radmacher-Hershey
You may have noticed that I've become festive in this blog. When I was a child, I welcomed the day after Thanksgiving, because that was the day that we put up the Christmas tree. It meant that the holiday season was official for our family. The promise of gifts, cookies, and gatherings were imminent. Oh, the joy of childhood during the holiday season!
My wish for everyone this year is to feel like a child, crafting and baking with a spark of life that can only exist in states of pure joy, as they prepare for Christmas. I wish for a constant song in your heart, Jingle Bells, or O Come All Ye Faithful, or whatever it may be that reminds you of those days of anticipation.
There are only twenty-seven days left. Better hurry!
You may have noticed that I've become festive in this blog. When I was a child, I welcomed the day after Thanksgiving, because that was the day that we put up the Christmas tree. It meant that the holiday season was official for our family. The promise of gifts, cookies, and gatherings were imminent. Oh, the joy of childhood during the holiday season!
My wish for everyone this year is to feel like a child, crafting and baking with a spark of life that can only exist in states of pure joy, as they prepare for Christmas. I wish for a constant song in your heart, Jingle Bells, or O Come All Ye Faithful, or whatever it may be that reminds you of those days of anticipation.
There are only twenty-seven days left. Better hurry!
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