For the Christmas in July 2019 10 Days of Challenges
Day 4: Earliest Christmas Memory
journaling:
... and at some point I realized that Christmas was here. It was the longest time, after summer, when you didn't go to school.
The typical Christmas music resounded daily from the tape recorder placed next to the presepe where still Jesus Child and the Three Wise Men were missing. The sweet melodies and the lights of the presepe and of the tree transformed the room into an enchanted world where I wandered in wonder, feeling a sense of growing joy. Behind the windows was the unknown world. This way mine. All.
I fell asleep with my eyes and mind to the colors of the bulbs of the tree and the presepe, imagining myself walking in that ancient landscape full of meaning, and I could feel a love that still excites me today. Sleep seemed like a dream.
Happy and satisfied about finding each other, there was no other way to experience Christmas than all together.
The sacredness of the day was palpable in the rite of the deposition of the Child Jesus in his place in the presepe, in going to listen to the Mass and in taking always new good intentions. The party continued like the novena that now sounded for a Baby Jesus finally in its place in the manger. And it went on like this until January 6th. Always according to tradition. Always together. Always remembering past times and thanking for what we had had.
Today it remains a sweet memory and a bitter regret of what surely escaped me from those moments that I should have lived more intensely. But I was in a hurry to grow up. New joys have replaced the oldest and newest pains I have today with me as if to remind me not to commit the same superficial error again: to participate in stories when these, on the other hand, scream at me to be lived.
credits:
Little Butterfly Wings - Once Upon a Christmas, Make Merry, All Wrapped Up Collab
Studio Basic - Shine Bright Collab (with
Rachel Jefferies)
house by Brook Magee
font: CK Bloom
