Day 119: Christmas will be so different this year. I'm sure in my 32 years of Christmases there must have been at least one that I wasn't living in or didn't travel to Timmins for...but I can't think of one readily. You see, with Grammy P, everyone had their "jobs". My brother-in-law (the firefighter) checked the smoke alarms, my older brother changed the light bulbs (he's very tall), my mother flipped the mattress and changed the bed ensemble to match the seasons, my Auntie did most of the groceries and general errands that kept the house running smoothly, and me...well, I put up the Christmas tree. It wasn't always my job, but I seem to have adopted it over the last few years. I went North a lot over the course of a calendar year for sure, but oh...how much I looked forward to that particular trip. I tried to orchestrate it so that it would fall on or around the same weekend as her birthday so as to do a "2-4-1" (for she also loved celebrating birthdays), and such laughs we had. "Don't we have fun!" she would say. And we did. After she passed away, I inherited most of the Christmas collection and I promised that I would do my best to "recreate" as much as I could. I've started with the tree. So many precious ornaments with even more precious memories from Christmases passed...there is something about a Christmas tree that is just magical. Having bits of that Timmins magic and love here in my home tonight makes me very happy. #365happydays
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