snapshot // looking forward, looking back

In case you hadn’t noticed, or hadn’t missed me at all [:)] I took a small break over the festive period.

The festivities got a little frantic and then, well, it was hard to log on to a computer when the family was relaxing around me, I got caught up in their smooth flow.

Thanks to the change of jobs late in the year I have the Christmas period off. An unexpected bonus of the switch, it’s been a wonderfully relaxing time with my little family and around the house.

After a couple of days of not doing much at all, I’m getting busy around the house doing some decluttering and thinking about things.

I’m thinking about ways to make our new life ~ 2014 will mean the new job and a new routine ~ easier, more organised, less cluttered.

So I’m spending my time rearranging, tidying, chucking. And then the space will be clear for planning and writing.

Statigram is putting together these little videos of your best of Instagram for 2013. It’s nice to look back and see some highlights from the year.

I hope you are finding some relaxing moments in the rush, some time for reflection if you are so inclined, and time spent with family and friends.

And getting ready for another year of zesty fun!

Do you hear what I hear? It’s Christmas tune time

tinsel and tunes

On the weekend I cranked up the Christmas music to help us get into the festive spirit.

When only played but once a year, the familiar tunes can take you back times the rustle of wrapping paper and the smell of fruit cake.

I’m a fan of the classic Christmas tune, or a bit of jazz and soul. The pop stuff, no thanks but there is a great playlist of that here if you prefer Bieber over Bing.

I shared some of my favourite festive tunes from my collection here last year but Spotify have a great playlist of Christmas classics for the big day.

Music to unwrap presents to! Take it away:

it’s about love, generosity and devotion

it's about love, generosity and devotion

We haven’t had the talk yet. The one about Santa Claus. [Or other other one, but that’s another story].

As the boys get older, people often ask me: “Do they still believe?”

Naturally, I’m starting to wonder.

There’s been the chatter coming home from the school yard, such and such said there is no Santa Claus. And the Mr did ask me while we were pounding the footpath on the weekend shopping up a storm, do you think they really still believe?

I like to believe they don’t have the level of cunning needed to pull off a believe-in-santa-and-get-more-presents rort. And I did share with the Mr an overheard conversation from the breakfast table where they spoke earnestly about what the man in the red suit might bring them and what they would like to find Christmas morning.

I think they are keeping the faith.

When I was of a certain age, around about where my eldest is now, I was still firmly holding on to the belief. I think it came from the naivety of being an only child and not having anyone to wreck it for me. And I got a lovely letter from Santa, written in a hand I did not recognise, informing me my time had come. No more Santa presents. [It wasn’t that blunt, in fact it didn’t shake the faith even!] I wish I still had that letter as I could use it about now!

My fallback option is the most famous Christmas letter of all, from a little girl to the New York Sun, asking if there really was a Santa Claus.

It’s a timely reminder of all that is good, of the importance of kindness, or the eternal generosity that epitomises Santa Claus. Because he will live forever.

So I share a bit of it here with you today. And ask you to take the smallest moments and show a little kindness this festive season. Especially when braving the shops, one small gesture might mean the world to someone else.

Just like the words of a hard-working writer, made all the difference to Virginia back in 1897.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy …

… No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.

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