The Wonderful Anticipation of the Holidays

Christmas to a child is the first terrible proof that to travel hopefully is better than to arrive.
— Steven Fry

There is something breathtaking in the first weeks of December. Thanksgiving is over, and you feel this irresistible pull toward the end of the year. You start attending the first Holiday parties, and there is a sense of Holiday renewal and excitement for the celebrations that are to come.

For me, this is usually "it." This time now is the best part of the Holiday tradition, whatever the tradition you celebrate. No one seems to be fighting over the term "Merry Christmas" versus "Happy Holidays." Gift-giving is, for the most part, is subtle and heartfelt. Maybe it snows, and when it does, it just makes the first of the Christmas Lights on the houses look even more charming.

Of course, it can't last. As the days begin to tick by, a certain desperation begins to set in. You think to yourself, Are we having fun? What gifts to do I get Fred? What about Suzy? She gave us tea cozies last year. Does that mean I need to get her something this year? More tea cozies? A candle? Candles are good, aren't they? Ugh, and I haven't even thought about the kids yet. Do they sell Nerf rocket launchers? And, what are we doing for New Years? Why do we have to do anything for New Years?

Here is wishing that your Holiday cheer continues to last (a few more weeks).

P.S. I'm sure a candle would be very nice.

P.P.S. Happy Holidays!