I no longer bother with decorating the house at Christmas, there is nobody only me to see it. Sometimes I am here and then other years I am away. There is nothing as bad as coming home to an empty dark house, that has been abandoned for several days, to an unlit tree and other trinkets needing to be packed away in boxes for another twelve months.
My Elly, George & Buffy were here for the weekend and that is our celebration over and done with. Sometimes she feels bad about not spending Christmas with me, but it is after all only one day and a short one at that. I cannot see the point in rushing around on the roads in bad weather and poor light. Roads filled with stressed drivers or others who are once a year drivers unsure of where thy are going, or those with drink taken.
We can have a fun day together at our leisure, in the summer when the weather is better, the days longer and the world calmer – Double the value, in my book.
I heard of one young lady, Molly, who was asked, at the nudging from aunts and uncles what she wanted for Christmas.
Her answer: A token of time! I love this child.
If each one devoted a few hours or a day, spread out over the year, It would be fabulous.
A TOKEN OF TIME AND A FEW HUGS…. Heaven at any age!