It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Well, sort of.
’Tis the season to be jolly! Albeit it seems that there isn’t much to be jolly about, it is the festive season. Mistletoe, Christmas trees, the works; the winter is freezing, but also magical. There’s a reason why Frozen is so popular, you guys.
Dreary as it may seem this year, Christmas is always had a magical charm for me. To spend it in the UK has been a dream come true; one that hasn’t really happened in the past two years. Yeah, I know; I’ve been gushing about Christmas and how its magical and I haven’t even spent it in the UK? Such false advertising.
Hear me out, though; Christmas has been a time of celebration with the family, which is what I’ve been experiencing over the past 20 years of my life. December used to be that time of the year where I would have a break, without a doubt. I’m not Christian, but Christmas has special meaning for me. I know Christmas as gorging on the magnificent spread that brunches all over the city would offer; eagerly looking for presents “hidden” by the bedside; spending the rest of the day out in the chilly December sunshine, revelling in the knowledge that I have another week of the break left (at least) before I head back into the humdrum of school. Boy, little did I know that, 3 years since, I would be CRAVING to be ‘heading back in” for something.
Nonetheless, I digress. This year, I’m faced with the daunting prospect of spending Christmas away from my family; a looming reality for many of us. We want to keep our loved ones safe, even if it would be AMAZING to catch a glimpse of them.
However, I just want to let you know that there is still reason for cheer. At the end of the day, we’re all part of the great big human family. We still got each others’ backs, bringing in Christmas 2020 in its own flair. I’m sure we’re going to set the record for most number of smoke alarms going off because we manage to mess up the turkey/chicken/veggie roast that we’ve never attempted to make before. We will struggle to wash down the burnt-to-a-cirsp ‘pièce de resistance’ of the meal with our glasses of (alcoholic or non-alcoholic) wine, but we’ll have our stories to tell. Stories of how we kept the flicker of hope alive in a time of crisis.
Wishing you a merry December, with tons of peppermint mochas and candy canes to bring you tons and tons of happiness! Stay safe, stay connected, and get into the Christmas groove (cause Santa is watching 😉 )!