Since I have admitted my obsession for all things Christmas, I felt it only appropriate that I expand and explain on why I’m so crazy about this season. First and foremost Christmas signifies the birth of my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. What better reason for celebration? Yes, I get caught up in gift giving and decorating and crafting and all of the commercialism involved with Christmas; but it’s all because of the celebration of Jesus’ birth. Secondly – my Grandmother instilled in me a deep love for this special holiday from very early in my life. My childhood memories are few and far between – but I will never forget my Grandmother’s house at Christmastime. I remember the big red bow that adorned her light post in the front yard, I remember the elaborate Nativity Scene that rested on the entry-hall table, I remember how every single room was transformed into a Christmas Wonderland and what joy each and every decoration brought to our entire family. I distinctly remember the *plays* that Grandmother made me and all of my cousins perform every year. We would re-enact the Nativity Story, and fight about it the whole time. The oldest girl always got to be Mary, the oldest boy would be Joseph, and Tonya – the youngest- had to be Baby Jesus EVERY year. I think she was 10 before Grandmother finally conceded that she was too big to fit in the manger, and she was replaced by a flashlight. (I realize that's a little odd... okay - a LOT odd) I was the nerd who LOVED doing these productions each year. I was always irritated that I had to be a shepherd or a wise man, but I was still so very serious about it all. WHAT. A. DORK.
I also remember the close family time that always came at Christmas. Christmas Eve at Grandmother’s house was full of Aunts and Uncles, Cousins running amuck (me trying to boss them all around – none of them listening to me). The food was always over the top, out of this world good… My grandfather, Dandy would ALWAYS manage to find an airplane in they sky and round all of the grandkids up and show us how “Santa and Rudolph were just above us in the sky.” It was magical.
Honestly, I could go on and on with amazing Christmas memories– but the point is that this season is magic to me. It’s about love and caring and family. It’s about peace and the spirit of giving – and most of all it’s about celebrating the miracle that was Jesus’ birth. And I’m just CRAZY about it!!!