I love Christmas. Unabashedly. I love this day in part because I get to see joy on the faces of others. And, that in turn warms my stomach and makes my heart beat with joy.
Right now my son is playing his new harmonica nonstop. Luckily, I have noise-canceling headphones. Just kidding. Well, I do have them but I’m not wearing them. The squealing and noise is all part of the day.
I remember when my son was able to process Christmas a bit more and he stood in wonder before his grand gifts. That look of awe and wonder still sits with me. I occasionally turn to that image when I need my spirits lifted. And, I do believe that the sound of him playing the harmonica and his giggles will help give me a mental boost in the future.
Meanwhile my dog is squeaking away, killing his new toy. Winston wasn’t too sure how (or why) to rip up the wrapping paper. But once we tore into it for him he was ecstatic.
A happy son. A happy dog. Even the turtle is happy as he hears all the laughter. Joy. That was my word for the year. That is my word for the day.
To all who celebrate Merry Christmas. May you enjoy love and warmth on this day.