Christmas music always makes me feel like a kid, peering out the windows, watching the snow fall through the blinds. It always reminds me of my mother in the kitchen, making something to eat. It reminds me of pretending to ice skate in my socks on our linoleum floor to the Christmas music.
I'm especially thankful for having a mother who knew how to sew. I have multiple costumes and formal dresses made just for me. The best part is knowing that no one else will ever have what I have. It's especially nice when you're trying to find your midnight showing costume, and you have options to choose from.
I miss my mom. She was my emotional cheerleader, and, not that my dad isn't good at being there for me, but he doesn't understand emotions the way a woman does, the way your mother does. But I'm thankful for the deep impact she's made on my life. For the things that I want to instill in my children.
Christmas music just has this way of bringing back childhood memories while at the same time, bringing people together. Those memories are things I cherish, and I love looking back on them.
Maybe that's why I'm the obnoxious person playing Christmas music before Thanksgiving.
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