A Good Morning and a Merry Merry Christmas to one and all. This is one on those early “ish” morning I have come to like as I get older.
As most of you may have already guessed, there are not many days that I will get to lie in bed, sleeping on until the mid or late morning like some in the house seem to be able to do without issue. It’s just the way I am. As a norm,I always seem to wake at around 6:30 to 7:00 in the morning, always had and, I guess, I always will.
Today was a lie in of sorts – 08:00.
Anyway, it is Christmas morning.
And, form me to you, all the wishes of the season to you and yours.
But, in our house at least, Christmas Morning is no longer the rush and whirling activity it once was.
At this point in time there are no fevered, excited child like screams of the kids searching for evidence of the visit of Father Christmas. No diving into the piles of presents stacked around the base of the Christmas tree at the dark, doomed, early hours of the morning. No four, five or six years old excited terrors tearing into what everyone had sent via the portly, rouge clad old man, of year long mythology. Although there will, later in the morning no doubt, be piles of disguarded Christmas paper, the floor, at the moment is clear and obstacle free.
There is a certain calm and peace.
As I sit, swivelling about in the computer chair, glancing from side to side. First, half watching the TV (not that there’s any special on at the moment – Dr Who at 6 though). And then, rocking to my left, a quick glance out of the front room window to see what’s left of the weeks snow fall, now made ice.
And I’m peaceful, and its nice.
I also know it will not last. Within the next few hours the rush of the normal Christmas Day visits will begin, the peace gone.
But at least its calm and quiet now.
Merry Christmas
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