If you read this blog this month you wouldn't know how proud I am of my Christmas tree. You wouldn't know the joy I find in Christmas music, the people who smile at you on the street. A white season, gift wrapping and baking. Hockey on our outdoor rink, snowboard plans, cards thanking the people in my life for a year of memories.
I savour tradition. Stockings, paper snowflakes adorning the windows, real ones caught in my hair. Smiles, Charlie Brown's Christmas, memories.
So, I am sorry. If you read this blog this month I never shared any of this. As usual, it's also the busiest part of the year. Ironic that Christmas day is when I get time to sit and type this to you. Really all I want to say is something you've heard a million times before.