Some years I’m a little Scrooge-ish about Christmas. Other years less so. This is one of those years.
Now that the election is over, I am in full-on holiday mode, more so, perhaps, than any year in memory. The sadness, wretchedness, and dread has been replaced by joy, lightness, and hope.
It began with the purchase of the wreath and the branches for the table. Then the wooden nutcracker statues emerged. But it was the unwrapping of the Charlie Brown Christmas lights that confirmed the season had begun. They even turned into a mini-project, as some of the bulbs had burnt out.
As soon as I played the soundtrack to A Charlie Brown Christmas for the first time this year, I knew I was ready.
Let the season begin.