I am definitely one of those annoying people who gets ridiculously excited about Christmas, around a month earlier than everyone else. I just can’t help it – I LOVE this time of year. I love the movies, and the songs and the decorations and the food and…EVERYTHING. I am a huge Christmas Nerd.
I am already slowly working my way through my favourite Christmas movies, I pretty much have my festive playlist on repeat at the moment and I am just BASKING in the warm glow of everything Christmassy.
December, for me, is a month of reflection – of everything I did this year.
It’s also EXTREMELY hectic. Working with kids means practicing carols and nativity rehearsals (which I cry at – EVERY TIME), and then planning a party complete with presents and a visit from a very special guest. That’s not to mention all the mince pies/Christmas cakes/reindeer food/ snowflakes we will be making. Sometimes with all of the doing, you can lose the meaning of Christmas, whatever that means for you.
For me, Christmas means spending time with my family. It means giving my dog an extra long walk on Christmas Day, it means a Christmas Eve get-together with friends. Christmas means showing the people I love how much I care about them. Being thankful for all I have
I think that’s why I love Christmas so much. And this year I have SO much to be thankful for. I graduated Uni with a first class degree. I slowly recovered from a knee injury and was able to walk again. I finished my novel. I queried that novel. I entered contests and met awesome writer friends. I went to a IRL writer’s group for the first time. 2015 has been AMAZING!
I hope you all are having a brilliant start to the month, and a great Saturday. I’m off to watch Elf.