December 23, 2009

Holiday Memories

I have very fond memories of the holidays growing up in Connecticut.  We always had snow and sometimes so much that we couldn’t open the front door.  We played outside all day long and then came home for soup, hot chocolate and freshly baked cookies. 

We lived in a four bedroom colonial style home and every holiday my Mom would decorate the largest wreath imaginable that would be hung on the front of our home.  Spot lights highlighted her hard work making the wreath sparkle with gold and red decorations.  My dad and brothers strung lights outside and we all went carolling door to door in the neighborhood.  Yes it does sound like a Norman Rockwell story, and perhaps it was.   Each and every year we had the most beautiful home decorated for the holidays.

These times of being with my family and enjoying the holidays are very dear to me.  May you all find the time to decorate your homes this and every holiday season.  Happy Holidays to you.