last wednesday.
sprawled out on our big brown comfy couch, just the two of us, headed into the final hours of the evening.
feeling our single strand of icicle lights dance from blue to white, even behind closed eyelids.
listening to christmas mixes made by loved ones from years past. going in spurts where we'd sing along with every word, and then there were spurts where we would just listen in peaceful silence. i really felt those familiar lines like: "it's grand just holding your hand" echoing in my heart.
it was the first time i really let myself feel the magnetism of the season. ever since christmas decorations started popping up in stores around halloween-time, it's always just felt like someone else's holiday that was approaching, and i was just watching from the sidelines. but this night i began to feel like i was finally a member of the christmas club.
& then Alabama's, Christmas in Dixie started to stream out from the speakers & it just demanded to be danced to. we both grew up on Alabama so it's nostalgic affect on us made it irresistable. i just had to twirl around the living room in the arms of the one i love.
Thanks, banana for the wonderful VISUAL...you always give me a peek into what you did and are doing and i love how you express it all in words...I'm still tellin' you, my girl...you need to WRITE! More than just in your BLOG but so others can read it too! Love ya, mama
ReplyDeleteAw. I love the picture you're giving me of you two twirlin' to Alabama... :)
ReplyDeleteAnd your mom is totally right..you need to Write. I love reading your writing.