Sitting beside a warm furnace, trying to figure out what to write today. This is a tad out of my comfort zone as I didn’t grow up with holiday cheer and presents. And so for the past few days, I have been binging on movies as a desperate attempt to catch a whiff of the holiday fever.
Let’s see if I’ve been been able to understand this nordic tradition.
For some people, Christmas is about the gingerbread cookies, and marzipan. I especially love chestnuts. For some, it’s about the smell of fried rice and fish soup (or whatever the traditional food is in your region), as they share a very special meal with loved ones.
My favourite moment is the special look on people’s faces when they unwrap a gift from me. Right now, I am enjoying this moment with my sister and my Fiance’s family.
I suppose I have caught the symptoms of festivity; feel warm, loved and happy.
I wrote a little poetry, nothing fancy or especially good but it’s something to commemorate the season.
And it looks nothing like Christmas
Even as the wind blows steady
the sun reminds us that he’s in charge
only sight of snow is up the mountains.
Boys and girls close their eyes
and red bell glisten like fiery crystal
Gingerbread sprinkled with Cinnamon and frosting
sturdy pine trees rise towards formidable clouds.
There is magic all the way
It’s a blizzard out there
raining ice and what not
There’s no better feeling a warm furnace in a cozy home.
Shine baby Jesus shine
shimmy the night away on silver ice
A star paves the way, and you glow
even when the world slows done.
The bell of the catholic church chimes 12:00
Oh look, a shadow behind the chimney
perhaps it’s dasher, prancer and dancer
following the compass home to the North pole.
Leave chestnut roasting at the fire
or Gandalf chewing in a Christmas stocking
On Christmas night one things for sure
I’ll hug you as tight as a resplendent gift.
And as the last bite of marzipan disappears
The last candle blows in the wind
the last story is being told
to boys and girls all over the world.
And thus the story goes
twas the night before Christmas
the greatest magic is revealed to all
sharing love and peace both nigh and beyond.