I'm having a hard time believing that today is the first day of December. How did that happen? It was just a few months ago I was winding down the summer of me, a few weeks ago that I was planning a Halloween bonfire with friends. Now I'm writing this post while basking in the soft glow of lights coming from the Christmas tree and intertwined with garland on the banister, listening to instrumental Christmas music playing softly in the background. It's December.
As I flipped the calendar I took inventory of this last month of 2009--handwritten reminders scrawled across blocks of days reminding me of the holiday break (like I could forget that), birthdays noted with red ink, certain days circled with friends names and times in purple ink, random post-its stuck haphazardly to the very edge with notes only I can decipher. There are work holiday luncheons, friend gatherings, birthday celebrations. Cookies need to be baked, cards have to be addressed (Which reminds me, do I have your address? If not you should probably email it to me.), wrapping to be done (perhaps shopping should be finished first). A bridal shower that has many elements that need to come together and of course the simple act of simply breathing to take every moment in.
Normally, both the sight of the calendar and just knowing all the things that need to be done would find me wanting to dive into bed and hide under the covers or at the very least reaching for a bottle (or two) of wine (or beer). But its December! Christmas is right around the corner, holiday movies are on tv, Bing Crosby is crooning on the radio -- how can I be anything but peaceful and content.
I know the next several days and these last few weeks will fly by. I know that I won't get everything completed that I've hoped to accomplish. I am sure there will be a batch or two of cookies burnt. I'm sure there will be moments I'm completely overwhelmed and frustrated. There will be times I look back over the past several months at what I did or didn't do causing me to be a bit wistful or nostalgic. But its December and the most wonderful time of the year (at least that's what Andy Williams told me).