Gingerbread and Glitter

Happiness is homemade. Today I want a piece of that, enough that I can almost taste it. I know it is too early to put up the tree, but, it is time for me to sit down and put together that Christmas letter, the one that catches up with the entire extended family and the many friends that I don't have day to day contact with. Pictures included.

There are several different letters. The family gossip, the friends until the end letters, the elderly extended who like the catch-up... So, not too early, but, today, I am procrastinating.

Magic, lights, and glitter spilling onto my thoughts— at The House of Wigle. What is your favorite part of Christmas that raises it up and starts it spinning? For me, it is the magic, the transformation. So beautiful to see all of our worlds through different eyes. I have gotten to see Christmas around the world and it leaves me breathless. It is amazing, different, and yet so much the same.

And truth be told, it is the anticipation of things to come. How this season of joy works miracles in the soul.

It's not the baubles, glitter, or sparkles that light up my tree; it's the homemade love that was made just for me. Each and every single one has a memory or a story attached to it. I reach out and touch one, warming me up, right down to my toes. Who doesn't love a gingerbread man?

It's the moments for me. Snippets. A hot steaming cup of love, dressed as coffee. That is what met me this morning. It couldn't have been any more perfect, nor more perfectly made. I'm grateful to have people like this in my life. Giving from the heart usually doesn't cost a cent, but, you usually cannot put a price on all that love anyway. Give of yourself. I don't need things. I just need to be loved or appreciated or shared with. It is not like I don't enjoy a well-placed gift. I receive with great joy too, but not because it's Christmas, but, because you saw something that reminded you of me, or you secretly knew I wanted it - or something. Some people wait all year to give and do it with such grand gestures. While impressive, I personally prefer the smaller things that mean a lot. I am embarrassed by the thought of someone spending great amounts of money just to show me they like me or appreciate me or because it is Christmas. Not to say I am ungrateful, just feel bad that you feel you need to spend big amounts of money. I like warm hugs on a cold night. Just saying.

There must be a flower, always. To color my world. #alwaysaflower

I dedicate this post to all of you. You bring joy to my soul and spread your love across the world. For this, I thank you. And just like that, these musings are done...and just so you know, although we will be throwing glitter around the globe, I can guarantee you that there is still a little left to take us through Christmas. Have a most fabulous day!

I 💖 you. Oh, yes I do. The upcoming Season of Joy. I've said it a hundred times already, but, each time I say it, it's true. Oh, Christmas, you do it every time!