Twas a Merry O'Shea Christmas

Ahhh the time of year when I have no idea what day it is, where I am supposed to be or how these cookies got in my mouth.

I took down some of our Christmas decor today, but I am still loving quiet, dark mornings with coffee and my beautiful tree, so up it stays.

The Christmas season is one of my favorite times of the year thanks mostly to all the fun ways that our little family celebrates. Visits with Santa, Christmas light peeping, meals with friends and all that togetherness that comes with the season. The rest of my love is from the ways in which our community comes together to make the season brighter for everyone else, including our annual road race and the toy drive that is hosted the same day.

This year my Mom was with us for a week and we got to include her in what have now become our traditions - Boston Ballet's Nutcracker, dinner at Legal Seafood overlooking the Aquarium, new cookie recipes and watching Home Alone on repeat. Watching Maddie sing "I'm Getting Nothin' for Christmas" a dozen times with her choir group and seeing Annie's eyes light up whenever she sees Santa never stop being the sweetest things.

And of course, Christmas Day, when I managed to get both screams and jumps of joy out of Maddie for the complete Harry Potter set that I cannot wait to watch piled under blankets for the rest of winter before we spent the morning surrounded by friends, family and piles of food.

I am incredibly aware of how lucky I am and know that for many this is a season of sadness, made ever apparent by the tragedy that struck Boston on Christmas afternoon, and I hope that anyone who knows me even the slightest amount knows that I am always an ear, a hand or a hug awaiting them.

May the rest of 2019 be a little merrier and brighter for us all.

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