It's my favorite time of the year! And also the time of year where I feel the most disorganized and NOT on top of things. I didn't get Christmas cards done again this year....and even if I had, I lost my address book in our move last year, so I have the process of re-collecting addresses ahead of me. We didn't get lights up outside because of reno's, and the inside is only partially decorated. I've done no Christmas crafts with the girls yet, and no baking for ourselves or to share with the neighbors. Needless to say, my decorating skills leave lots to be desired.
All of that aside, the Christmas season is alive and well in our home. The girls are good at making sure that Christmas music is pretty much always on, and that sets the mood well!
This year we bought our tree in town. I let Danica pick it out, and I think it's probably the most perfect tree we've ever had. Seriously. That girl has a good eye!
I wrote a small article for the paper from the town I grew up in, Tumbler Ridge. I'd like to share the article here....it covers my favorite memories of Christmas.
All I want for Christmas is for our girls to lock some of their own precious moments into their hearts, so they can share them with their children!
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Now that I've grown up, I didn't go very far. I married a man from Carstairs, Alberta, and we live on a quarter section of land on the Tumbler Highway outside of Dawson Creek with our five daughters.
And at this time of year, I tell them about the Christmas Eve Service growing up, and how we always had an open house at my mom's after.
I have always appreciated that my mom is a warm, kind person, but it's because of that, combined with her extreme hospitality, that my childhood memories are as cheerful as they are.
Our home was open to everyone. We had a small, cozy house, but the size didn't stop mom. I remember years where we were all standing shoulder to shoulder visiting, laughing, and eating....and those memories are some of the happiest! We always had such a family-like closeness with our friends there, and I'll never forget those relationships.
Christmas looks different now, but I cherish the years that Daniel and I can bring our girls to Tumbler for Christmas. I love being able to recreate some of that Christmas magic I felt as a girl there.
Merry Christmas to my mom, and all of the other extraordinary residents who make Tumbler Ridge what it is!"
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