My mother died a couple of years ago.
It seems to me that Christmas died with her.
She made Christmas Christmas.
My Children have grown into teenagers and adults.There is nothing in the house to say it's Christmas except the three Christmas cards lost in the clutter on the kitchen table. I just don't have it in me and I'm not the only one of my mothers daughters that feels this way.
I was in Spotlight a few weeks ago and the the abundance of Christmas prints and Children painting baubles drove me to tears and I nearly smacked a Santa.
In an effort to rediscover Christmas I've set myself a challenge.
I will create a Nativity scene each day from now until Christmas using whatever I see around me, 'cause God is everywhere, right?