I’m almost done  wrapping my Christmas presents. The weather is slowly getting cooler. All Fridays and weekends of December are scheduled for parties and get togethers. And yet….
….the festive mood wanes the moment I lay to bed. Christmas carols  are palliative to my weary senses only for a fleeting time.  Holiday decor and ornaments are a feast to my sight, but turn otherwise the very minute I close my eyes and go to sleep. I’m always looking forward to see old friends, even for just once a year – but I go home with a heavy heart knowing it’ll take another 365 days to see them again….
Sigh.
Despite all these….Christmas is still my favorite time of the year.
Maybe I am getting old. Real old.

