Tuesday, December 19, 2006


- that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so intangible that it is like a fragrance. It may weave a spell of nostalgia. Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer, but always it will be a day of remembrance - a day in which we think of everything we have ever loved.
~Augusta E. Rundel

What a quote. It pretty much spells out what Christmas means to me. It is a combination of Joy and sadness. As a child, it was huge amounts of excitement and joy, made all the better for the mild disappointment of not getting something I thought I wanted. As an adult, it is made up of much more equal portions. The joy of giving, of friends and family, the sadness of missing family that is far away, of missing my Father and Nanny who have passed away.

1 comment:

That Chick Over There said...

A very nice way to look at it.

Merry Christmas.