Christmas has always been my favorite holiday season. It is filled with lovely memories of my mother, the music, being with family, being loved. Now that I have a family of my own, I want to pass on the same joy to my children, I want Christmas to remind them of family and giving and the unique peace found within our home.
The weekend after Thanksgiving it is our tradition to decorate our Christmas tree.
There is no theme, no color pattern, instead it is all about memories. Homemade ornaments, gifted ornaments, ornaments from my and my husband’s childhood. The tree ends up having a beautiful continuity to it, of old and new, fancy and plain, with each year expanding our children’s very own collections that we will send off with them when they have a tree of their own.
When the tree is up and the lights are lit, I put my favorite traditional Christmas music on in the background, Oh Holy Night, A Christmas Song, Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire, White Christmas…I adore them all.
Brian’s favorite is Up on the Roof Top, Anya loves Last Christmas by Wham, and Brody is a Jingle Bells boy through and through. We listen to them all, we drink egg nog, and we ooh and aah over every ornament as it goes up on the tree.
I hope they always remember, I hope it brings them joy. That is all I want…to leave them with that warm fuzzy feeling of having a tribe, of being an important part of something special, of our intention to make them happy.
And I hope the same for all of you.
XO ~ MK Meredith