Have been posting suggestions on holiday outs & abouts on my Well Worth The Gas blog.
It's been a gift, writing each one, remembering scootling off, almost
always with Mom, often Mim & Margaret.
What a rich treasure house of
memories to tap into as the countdown to Christmas begins.
Several years back, I made Mim an advent calendar featuring 25
memories of Lockhart Christmases. Alas, I didn't think to print out a
copy of the memories & the selection was lost when a computer crashed.
This year, will give myself a similar present, only instead of
tucking each one into an artsied match box, will post them under this blog,
celebrating the stories in our lives.
What better time to reflect on the healing
power of happy memories. It doesn't matter which memory is recalled, it's memories of moments long gone by
~ ~ of tea in Odessa & Christmas cocktails at the Algonquin, of Christmas
bazaars in Philadelphia's Frankford section & down at Mitchellville,
outside D.C. ~ ~ that are what today's holiday experiences will become.
Treasure troves of priceless moments where our best selves came out to
play.
What better time to reflect on my core belief that - our true
self is made up of the energy of stories, not atoms.
What better time to honor & share them than at Christmas.
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