I was at the supermarket this morning and heard Christmas carols playing.
I am reminded that the “ber” months have set in and the holiday vibe has arrived.
Our culture celebrates Christmas quite early.
We begin in September and the celebrations runs through year end.
Halloween gets in the way but only for a day.
All Saints Day lasts no more than two or three days.
Thanksgiving is celebrated only among few families.
The rest probably don’t know what Thanksgiving is all about.
It’s Christmas that’s big thus, requires early preparation.
Christmas lights are put up everywhere and carols begin playing on the radio.
Its time to order a fresh tree if you prefer the real smell of pine.
Otherwise, the malls will have abundant plastic trees in all sizes.
Holidays are supposed to be happy days.
Everyone suddenly gets busy, although I am not sure why.
Maybe it’s the hype or maybe it’s the long lists that get stressful.
I no longer have a long list. I believe in “less is more.”
With a handful of friends there is no need for me to get busy.
Another list for the staff and the handymen but the count is minimal as well.
I plan on getting a new tree this year but first I need to make room.
A tree can take up a lot of space and if I had it my way, I’d opt out putting up one.
But I don’t like to seem like a scrooge, my daughters love to tease me.
Hopefully I’ll find a nice miniature tree to suffice.
I’m looking forward to the holidays to cap my 50th year.
Happy is relative to the individual but I am happy.
I have been good to myself this year.
Hearing Christmas carols this morning was a good reminder.
The holidays indeed are here and there are lots to be grateful for.
Dad is holding up and staying strong.
It’s good to have him around.
It will be a good Christmas for all.