That number getting lower and lower meant I was getting closer and closer. It was as if I was on a trip to another world. A magical world of decorations, seasonal music, presents and of course NO SCHOOL!
It seemed as if the world almost became softer it that's possible. Really. It was as if the closer the day came the calmer and quieter the world around me became.There would be that day I would come home from school knowing that it was the day my mother would do the decorating. When I got home I would open the front door (or be led in) to find the living room transformed into a magic kingdom. There would be garland and cardboard cutouts of choirboys hanging on the bannister leading upstairs. There would be musical decorations hanging on the walls. There was a shelf that would have a combination paper and cardboard wrapping around it that would look like bricks to signify our fireplace (we didn't have a real one) for the stockings to hang on.
Those are just a few of the things I remember from some of my early Christmases. I wish to as time goes by to relay more memories and reasons why I consider this the most magical time of the year. I don't know how you all feel about Christmas but I know how I feel and I will with this blog do what I can to explain why.
