Now that the Holiday shows are complete, it's time to engage in some Christmas magic of my own.
This truly is my favorite time of year.
I just can't get enough.
I'm not talking about the chaos - I could do without that for sure.
But the lights, the music, the cold walks outside, the wonderful yearly activities . . .the MAGIC!
It really does feel like magic to me.
Last night we attended the Grotto Festival of Lights.
I remember the first year I attended this festival. My oldest daughter was 4 and my son was 2.
My husband was working at a job that required crazy hours into the night.
I wanted to do fun things, but found myself sitting at home feeling sorry for myself.
Afterall - I couldn't do these events by myself. I had small children.
And then, I realized - that attitude was going to lead to a very dull existance. So I packed myself and the kids up and we headed out for some magic.
The Grottw features all kinds of lights decorating the property, choirs perform every hour, a petting area and a spirit of Christmas that can't be explained.
Our youngest daughter now gets to sing in the HS choir and they performed last night. The performances are in a large Catholic chapel with stone floors and walls, high ceilings and some of the best accoustics around.
Every year, I look for the angels that seem to be singing with the choirs.
As we strolled throughout the grounds, I was reminded again of the meaning of the season.
It felt good.
It felt magical.
It felt peaceful.