I know it's a cliche, but Christmas has been creeping up so quickly, and I've been struggling to get into the spirit. So much so, I wouldn't have been disappointed if Santa rang to tell me the whole thing had been called off. Everyone says it's your kids that make Christmas special, but truth be told, it isn't the same for me without my family around. I miss my mum at this time of year, and it's getting harder and harder for the rest of us to get together. We try to make up for it at other times of the year, but it's never the same.
But with a freshly cut tree lighting up our lounge room, and freshly baked gingerbread ones in the kitchen, things are starting to feel a little more festive around here. And even though my big sis will be on the other side of the world, I've arranged to spend a couple of pre-Christmas days with my little sis at her holiday house. We'll sip champagne and break into the ham a few days early.
I may have caught myself singing some carols yesterday. Perhaps it is beginning to feel a bit like Christmas.