The other day I was getting my haircut and the girl cutting my hair asked if I was ready for Christmas. I replied by saying how sad it is that when I was a kid the countdown to Christmas was agonizingly slow, and now every year it seems to get here sooner than I realize.
Christmas somehow sneaks up on me, which is something I never would have thought possible as a kid.
But it’s not that I don’t look forward to it. I just enjoy things differently.
Now, it’s more of a slightly heightened enjoyment of a whole lot of things. Am I one of those who enjoys seeing the Starbucks cups turn colors even though I don’t think I’ve been to Starbucks since the last time I did a road trip? You bet I am.
Do I enjoy seeing the neighborhood slowly get decorated? Heck yes. (We even have a few lights up!)
One thing I take a lot of joy in now that I don’t think even registered when I was a kid – finding the perfect gift. That thrill when you’re wandering a store and see it, or you’re doing something random and it clicks, ‘OH! <Name> will LOVE this!!!’ That’s a great feeling.
Maybe Christmas sneaks up on me because I appreciate the slow build-up, the whole time period between Thanksgiving and Christmas, and I’m too busy enjoying the little things to realize the big day is now here.
I hope you and yours have a lovely, merry Christmas, or a very wonderful December 25th.
And for you Christmasers – as esteemed author of thenonreview.com pointed out, it’s hard to go wrong with the soundtrack of Home Alone, so knock yourself out. I’d recommend starting here.