Today, I am listening to a children’s choir sing holiday songs. How appropriate when today’s Holidalies Theme is Christmas Songs? I love the serendipity of life.
The kiddos are sticking to the basics and drawing a crowd. I’ve heard Jingle Bells, Santa Clause is Coming to Town, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause, and more. There’s nothing like the enthusiasm of kids singing about the coming season.
As an adult, my tastes are a little broader. I can’t settle on a favorite song, because I love so many:
- White Christmas (I love the original Bing Crosby version from Holiday Inn)
- Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas (Judy Garland, Meet Me in St. Louis)
- O Holy Night
- Angels We Have Heard On High
It’s been a full day here. I had a regular series of calls with clients and sought to explore a little, so I did those calls on the road. Stopping in parking lots or in tiny independent coffee shops.
Between calls, I played with the rhythms and forces of nature. We are closing in on the New Year and I haven’t yet zeroed in on my “words” for the year and this deep desire to experience the rhythms and forces around me are a part of that.
JB’s week has been long, too. Leaving at 6:30 in the morning, returning around 6:30 in the evening. Then, we make our way to dinner.
In some ways, it doesn’t feel like Christmas. Maybe because our Christmas will be different this year from the last few we’ve shared together. We have such an aggressive travel schedule this December and January that I’m not even sure if we’ll pull down the Christmas dishes or big Tree.
But if there’s one thing I’ve learned in life, it’s better to roll with the shifts and such instead of fighting the in the desire to hang out to traditions we may need to shift away from – forever or for awhile. It doesn’t mean we abandon the spirit of it forever, it just means that life changes.
PS – photo is mine, taken at the Hale Koa Hotel.
I never used to like O Holy Night, but in the last several years it’s become a favorite. I also love both versions of Ave Maria, but I don’t consider that a Christmas song.
I’ll Be Home for Christmas always makes me cry.
And yeah, I’m all off-kilter this season, too.