I am finding it really hard to resist going outside and decorating my house for Christmas.

I always decorate, and I haven’t been able to venture outside because I have been sick, and here in St. Louis it has been of course cold. Sunday will probably be the best day to do it, hopefully by then I will be 100 percent better.

Still the lights are taunting me, they are sitting on my table next to my computer, and I feel just a little sad every time I see other people’s light glowing at night. I know I am  a sucker for Christmas. It is my favorite holiday, my husband doesn’t understand how I can be so excited about it each year. In fact a lot of people humbug me when I speak about how much I enjoy this time of the year.

I suppose I have my family to thank for my love of Christmas. Ever since I can remember we all were together on the holidays. It brings me back to when I was a kid, baking cookies with my mom, hanging the ornaments on the tree. All of us kids going crazy with the tinsel and my grandfather getting upset because we were just gobbing it on, and he wanted it spread out nicely. Though we no longer all live under one roof, we all still get together every year.  Our numbers have grown, we are 25 now, 10 of those people being kids under the age of 13.

The party moves from house to house now, but it is always the same. Tons of cookies, great food to eat, lots of love, watching the kids open their presents. Christmas music, everyone dressed for the holiday. Something about the whole thing just warms me so much inside and out.

Actually and I have to be honest, something about just being around my family makes me so calm, happy, and collected. My life hasn’t been without them ever, I hardly ever go a month without seeing one member of my family or more.  I think because we all lived together when I was a kid, I learned to lean on, count on, and need my families company. When you grow up in a house with your two Aunts, Four Cousins, and grandparents life is interesting, never dull, and you always have someone to play with. 

So presents, lights, Christmas trees, music, snow, all of that wouldn’t mean much to me without my family. Christmas means family to me.  All of my loved ones in the same house, sharing our evening with each other, you couldn’t find me a better Christmas.

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