Holiday Hmmms....

It's been a while...

The holiday season is quickly approaching. Oh how I love it. I'm not sure if I can pin point one particular reason why this time of year has me beaming. Maybe it's the warm fuzzy feelings you get while carrying out traditions with your family. Getting to spend time with friends and family you don't see so often. The cheer of Christmas is infectious! It could be the cold weather, even if it doesn't snow (i wish it would). Perhaps it really grabs me simply because it is a time of celebration. I like to think I live my life in celebration. Each day is a gift just as much as December 25th. If more people considered life as a celebration, the world would be a better place. I celebrate every day because there's a purpose for it. I have a purpose. You have a purpose. Being a part of a whole has something significant about it doesn't it? Why do you think sports are so huge? The fans MAKE sports awesome. Everyone wants to be a part of something. I'm a part of something every day regardless of where I live, who I know, what I have or the teams I'm on. I'm a part of the Big Adventure. The Greatest Love Story Every Told. That's a reason to celebrate each day.

On a less cheerful note, the holidays remind us of what we've lost or hard times. All those traditions don't seem quite the same with people missing, do they? It's difficult to celebrate every day when something's weighing on your every thought. What's funny to me right now is that as I began writing this I was thinking so much about missing family members who've died. Processing it, thinking about it... typically I'm full of words. Now, not so much. I simply miss them. It's not depressing anymore just...sad. Sad they are going to miss it. Sad I can't look at my mom during family game night and crack up at the thought of whatever a "Sackbutt" is. (See the game "Balderdash") Sad I don't get to hear my Grandma squeal as she wins at SkipBo... again! Sad that my PaPaw won't be around to snap at Grandma for being bossy(haha!). I guess I just love sharing experiences with the people I love most. One of the worst things in the world for me, is to experience something amazing alone. Sitting on a mountain by myself, reveling in the vivid view is great. But when something really cool happens, I want to share it. Not only is it just more fun, but it's as if the joy is doubled. Maybe that's just my personality talking. I'm crazy about people. haha. Hmm... Oh well.