As I sit here on this comfy 70’s style golden couch, surrounded by low lighting and 80’s music, I am reminded of why I like this restaurant: it’s a combination of everything I have ever known. It reminds me of my grandmother’s olive colored vinyl couch that served as a stopping point for my tiny young frame as I sat engrossed in the Muppet Show. It reminds me of high school dances; the days when my only worries were which mini-skirt I would wear, how much I could tease my hair and if any guys would ask me to dance. It reminds me of what appeases me today; free wifi, an interesting selection of imports on draft and unique people to create new and interesting conversation.
What does this have to do with the holidays?
This is why I LOVE the holidays… it takes me, it takes us all to something familiar, something comfortable. When life throws you curve balls on a daily basis, sending you on a roller coaster of disorganization and occasional chaos, it is nice to reach out to something that is usual. Known. Familiar.
That is what the holidays mean to me. It is a time to reflect. It is a time to take comfort in family, friends, and memories. It is also a time to create new memories. New memories remembering the old memories. That is what it means to me.
Oh, and now there is a Debbie Gibson song on the radio… whether you like or dislike Debbie Gibson is besides the point. She reminds me of a particular crush in my adolescence; I often sat and daydreamed of this boy. It really doesn’t matter what happened all those years ago; what is important is the warmth it creates inside me. The smile it puts on my face.
Christmas is the same for me… I can see my brothers’ eyes on Christmas morn’: bright, amazed and carefree. How many times in your life can you truly say that you feel bright, amazed and carefree? If it comes just once a year, from a time when magic stirs in the hearts of millions, dreaming of sugar plums, then so be it…
I hope the holidays are as magical for you as they are for me.
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