I absolutely love this time of year.
There is so much Magic all around.
I’m certain it’s always been there, but I just recently began to see it.
It’s as if God continues to sprinkle glitter from the Heavens and I feel like it keeps falling in front of my face.
In the last few days, I actually had a clear calendar.
That, in itself, has been Magical😉.
What it has allowed me to do is to be still.
I’m sure the glitter and sparkles are there the whole year, but everything seems to shimmer more brightly during the Holidays.
Don’t you think?
So, I woke up at 3:07 am today….not sure why. But, as I lie awake, trying to fall asleep, a question came to mind.
Why are we all so happy and willing to give so much love this time of year?
Why isn’t everyone smiling, meeting for coffee, helping a stranger, donating food to a local pantry, hosting parties, or calling a loved one “just because ” throughout the year?
How different the world would be, as well as individual lives, if we went the extra mile each and every day.
Can you imagine the lives we could impact?
Here’s where my thoughts turned…
My Grandma, aka, Groom.
The most influential human in my life, to date. She was my world until she passed when I was 11. The Magic of her life was how well she lived it.
She had a massive stroke when I was 4 and lost her ability to speak. She could make noises, but could no longer communicate through words.
What I learned from spending my childhood with her is how to “do”.
She couldn’t tell my family or I how she felt, or how much she loved us, but we knew.
By her acts of love and kindness.
Whenever I needed a hug, she was there.
She spent time with me, but I mean actual time. She was present. Her attention was completely on me.
She baked and made us delicious meals.
And she always, no matter what her health entailed, showed up.
Through her example, she changed many lives, and continues to impact mine❤.
Then, there’s my husband’s Grandpa Charlie.
I only met him a few times. However, I feel like I’ve known him most of my life.
A simple man, he owned his own business as a plumber. He worked long hours to provide for his wife and children and still managed to “show up” and “do” for others.
When we visited Omaha, some years ago, a gal came over to thank him. He repaired some plumbing for her Grandma, even though she couldn’t pay. That’s one of many acts of kindness Charlie handed out.
I have noticed in the reminiscing of his life, through my husband and mother in law, he was also present.
Family vacations, in a time where that was rare. PTA meetings, and he also devoted his time to being a Shriner.
He used to take my husband to work for the day during the summer and teach him his trade.
Those are some of Brian’s most treasured memories. He learned work ethic, the worth of a handshake, and to always do the right thing.
Most of all, he remembers that he gave him his time and shared his talents. Two beautiful gifts money could never buy.
Another life….well lived. Many ripples came from Charlie’s good deeds.
Groom has been gone from this place for almost 33 years. My children, friends, and husband never met her.
Yet, they know her as well as if she came over for dinner every Sunday. I have so many stories, memories and beauty that I have carried with me all these years.
She made a difference in my life.
Grandpa Charlie left us only a few years ago, but his presence in our world has not changed. We speak about him, smile and laugh at memories made.
If only we could live a life so well.
This Christmas Eve morning, and onward, let’s live a life that leaves Magic behind.
Freely spread kindness.
Oh, and one last thing……
After you read this today, step outside.
Look up to the Heavens, take a deep breath in.
Smile and remember.
Then, do one thing today to celebrate a loved one who has passed away.
Bake a favorite pie, play their favorite Christmas song, or just be as good as they were when they were here.
Spread some Magic, friends.
It is everywhere 💥
Merry Christmas 🎁