So, Halloween has come and gone. Most of the candy is out of the house. The decorations have been taken down, and put away. Now we get ready for the end of year holiday onslaught.
More decorations to dig out and put up. The time changed back an hour. Which really messes me up this time of year. I don’t have much trouble in the springing forward part, but this falling back really takes its toll. I think because of all the darkness. You get up in the dark, go to work in the dark, and then come home in the dark. Dark, dark, dark.
Growing up, holidays took on a different feel. I grew up in a good sized family. 2 Aunts, and 2 Uncles. A smattering of cousins tossed in for good measure. And that was just on my Dad’s side. My Mom had 10 Brothers and Sisters, but we didn’t see them as much as they lived on the Detroit side of Michigan. And we can’t remember my Grandparents. Earl and Vida lived on a farm outside of the small town I grew up in. Not a huge farm, but to me it was the greatest place there was. And holiday dinners with my Grandparents, Aunts and Uncles, and cousins were wonderful. Great food, people who loved you, and a warm house. Gathered around the TV, or playing games in the dining room. Taking naps on the floor listening to the adults talk. Voices of people who loved one another.
Those were good times.
