What I am missing most next to my mother is the home baked Christmas cookies. My mother was a master in cooking and baking and we always helped kneading, decorating and eating them as we went along.
I am a strong believer in rituals and the comfort they can give you.
Every year I am falling short on my ‘would like to do’ rituals before Christmas. (smile) With it comes often the feeling that I am letting my mother down by not continuing her legacy she had instilled in us.
While I’m writing this I realize that the memories of her and her way of bringing light, humor, and warmth into my life comforts me to this day.
Perhaps you and I have to become still.
Instead of stepping into a rush of activity it might be better just to reflect on these warm and beautiful moments that we shared with our loved ones.
It might become a new ritual to talk about all the things my mother did to make Christmas special. (smile)
Do you want to give it a try as well?
Let me know how it went.
From my heart to yours,