What Christmas Means to Me

"Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful." -- Norman Vincent Peale

Growing up in a home that truly believed in Christmas, the season always brings me warm feelings and memories. The hours spent with my family are some of the best memories of my childhood.

Christmas was the season of wonder and joy. Decorating the tree, writing letters to Santa, the pleasant smells of baking cookies and fresh pine needles, and the joy and wonder of the season all bring happy memories.

It was a time for our family to gather and create new memories which would stay in our hearts forever.

Remembering past holidays, four words come to my mind: gratitude, optimism, love, and sharing.

Gratitude for a wonderful year that is just finishing.

Optimism for an even better year to come.

The love of a close family enjoying a traditional meal.

Sharing the blessings that we have been given with others who could use our help.

Christmas was always a magical time for me. We read The Night Before Christmas, sang carols, played games, and enjoyed each other.

In general, I remember a world of great happiness because everyone seemed to be a bit kinder and more caring.

Christmas brings a hope for a new beginning and a time of renewal – for a kinder and more peaceful world.

I have learned that Christmas magic is powerful, but the power in our hearts is even more magical. Our ability to love one another, to renew our faith and bring hope into our lives and the lives of others are the greatest of gifts to bestow and receive.

I wish you the happiest of Christmases.

As for me, I will strive to, as Charles Dickens wrote in "A Christmas Carol":

"Honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all the year."