It’s this time of year that we truly think of our loved ones. As we decorate, I remember back to the days when my grandmother was alive; cooky, faux-fur coat, fake earrings; her Scotch, and her cigarettes.
I still relive some of her traditions, and it’s having pieces of her that really enlivens my holiday. It’s not just that: even though she passed when I was fourteen, to this day she still informs my writing and my life. This post is to celebrate her.
I hope everyone has something special from a loved one to put out this year. Be it my great-grandmother’s ugly Christmas tree ornaments to the newest, sparkly bulbs, make a new tradition to celebrate the season.
Happy holidays, everyone.
xoxo
PS — to all those sending well wishes, thank you! I embrace them all and am truly humbled.
