It is Thursday Jan 26th.....and our house is still all decked out in Christmas.
Our neighbors are rolling their eyes when my lights go on every night at dusk.
As they will every night til the end of January.
While I love the January and the New Year for all that it brings - new opportunities, new goals, new grace and mercies....
I also despise the New Year for what it seems to signal.
"Its the New Year here. Time to put away Christmas and take it to the curb, people! Time to pack it all up and forget all the warm, kind sentiments. No more extra smiles, or longer hugs. And by all means - STOP that incessant sweet music with lyrics full of hope love!! Gotta move on folks. Time to get back to real life."
Ugh. I actually get depressed the first week of January. I mean a.c.t.u.a.l.l.y. depressed.
I'll decide when I'm done with Christmas....not society.
So I leave it all up a little longer...to savor it a little more.
And there are never enough nights like this.
Sitting by the tree
warmed by the blazing fire
sipping yummy new tea (have you tried yogi tea? their bedtime tea is the bomb!)
watching the boy run around the house, imagination gone wild.
Can't do that enough during the Christmas season....while we try to get it all wrapped and ready.
Then again, can't do that enough all year through.
(PS - I'm taking it down this weekend)