Here we are on the Eve of Christmas. Presents have been wrapped, stockings hung, sugar cookies await frosting. Though I cannot promise they will turn out to be works of art, they should, at the very least, be good for a laugh. It’s tradition.
We’ll bring finger-foods and presents to my grandma’s … before coming home and opening gifts of our own. Tomorrow we’ll awake to full stockings; we’ll eat cherry glazed ham and eggnog pie, and sip coffee while chatting. We’ll read the Christmas story. We’ll make new memories … maybe even a new tradition or two. Because that’s tradition too.
If you’re reading this during the holidays, chances are good it’s before your festivities commence, after you’ve laid them to rest–or you’re simply having yourself a quiet little celebration. Whatever the case, thanks for including Mapgie & Muttonfly in your holiday activities. I am constantly amazed that you take time out of your day to pay me a little visit–all the more so on holiday. It does so warm my heart.
And as you set out toward festivities I pray for moments to bask in traditions of old, and the making of new …