Christmas has just passed, and for the first time in a while I have managed to slow things right down and take a deep breath….
It snowed today, in fit and bouts of graceful beauty my Christmas wish came true. I know that it came a couple days late- but this has been the over tone of my year, a few days late yet perfectly balanced with grace and beauty. James dad and I took a stroll down to the local field and viewed the green fields and sugar coated candy houses from afar.
Dad stood in some dog turd which had me buckled over with giggles. Only yesterday the old man in a tartan hat grumbled about the little smelly landmines… My heavy body sways as the weight gives velocity to the slick ice. James lands a snowball on my arm…. I sparkled a grin as I slipped off my gloves and headed for a clean collection on the fence post. CLUMP! In his ear a mound of snowflakes stuck… and again! Hee Hee, Hiding behind my vulnerable body he only landed padded shots…. our laughing echoed through the street.
We were living like children, and nobody else was about. No other adults were sliding about screeching, or piling the freezing fluff onto each other. We were alone. The magic was thick.
As such was christmas, being around each other, making our own family and our own christmas. Just the three of us together, Children and adults – swopping roles, throwing dice, loving each other. Magic.
I think that there are many ways to reflect over the last year, and even though there could be an air of darkness, it has ended in white. With love and happiness, company and dreams. This year we made a family, and we shall relive our childhood from a birds eye view. Next year father christmas will come!