Advent preparation began early this year.
In mid-January 2005, I wrapped up our Christmas china, one chore amongst many that day as I put away Christmas 2004. I wrapped, not realizing how long they would rest in the attic, twelve years. Today, as I unwrapped it, placing it and all our Christmas mugs in dishwasher, I reflected how quickly a decade or so moves, as change after change is the new normal.
In the twelve years we were in Dallas, while all that china and all those mugs were sleeping, I finally learned to use and rely upon a microwave . . . to reheat my coffee. Some of these old mugs may not fare well in the microwave. I know the china won’t!
A lot more than mastering a microwave changed in those years; I learned to celebrate Christmas admiring other folks’ decorations and traditions, because ours were packed away.
In Dallas, that was not exactly a hardship. When we visited Maryland family and friends I loved seeing how they created fresh takes on old themes.
Poking now through the long-packed away cartons of our Christmas memories, I find little treasures whose power to affect me hasn’t diminished. The bits and pieces of seasonal gaiety we’ve collected over forty-five years all tell stories; memories flood back. But, losing myself in remember when isn’t the best use of the time that is passing at warp speed!
The past is a guidepost, not a hitching post. Thomas Holcroft*
Time to re-purpose these gaudy seasonal goodies, and re-gift or release!
You can’t turn back the clock but you can wind it up again.*
Or, replace the battery.