Christmas Magic

Weeks ago 

we sat side by side.

My boy and I.

Red and powder blue snowflakes

on my pajamas.

We laughed as we watched

the Macy's parade.

I lingered in the moment,

while he was in a rush to 

return to Minecraft , watch for updates

and play with his friends.

He drank hot chocolate

laced with sweet marshmallows,

while I nursed a sugarless cappuccino

in my favorite mug.

The smell of cooking intoxicating,

husband creating delicious food,

while listening to our giggles, 

a warm feeling washed over us.

We remembered grandma and grandpa

never missing a parade.

Laughing that they have front seats

in heaven.

Yesterday,

we dressed the Christmas tree with the past.

Ornaments from Kindergarten

made with small hands

and big hearts.

Baby's first Christmas,

Duke Blue Devils.

The tree stretched and sighed

in delight.

The lights twinkled,

the lights shined the way

yesterday's milestones do.

We danced as we bridge

yesterday and tomorrow,

while our feet are anchored in the moment,.

Good Night Moon,

rests on a shelf,

collecting dust

awaiting a new generation.

Days swiftly turn to years,

we mourn,

we celebrate.

Tonight while the moon hangs

in anticipation,

we will listen to the holiday concert.

Our boy will play the clarinet,

his fingers mastering the sound,

while we watch with wonder.

Tonight we leave behind

moments sprinkled with pain.

Tonight we give gratitude,

for tender moments,

saturated with joy.

 

 

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