meta name="p:domain_verify" content="8b08da541f8a920e6 Marie Z Johnston: Home for the Holidays

Saturday, December 27, 2014

Home for the Holidays

The week between Christmas and New Years Eve has held a certain fascination for about as long as I can remember.  Particularly in Paris while sitting in the back seat of our car with my nose pressed up against the cold window watching the colored  lights rush by.  The blinking and blurring in the steaminess created by my warm breath on the glass intensifies those feelings.  I wonder about the parties and all the beautifully dressed, glamorous people attending those parties.  At eleven years old it all seems so wonderfully magical.

I longed to be grown up, to be one of those elegant high heeled women being helped out of a cab and whisked into (yet another) beautifully lit, velvet curtained restaurant of the nicer quartiers.  I wondered about the the upstairs neon lit places with captivating words painted directly on the windows like: Joyeuses Fêtes  or Reveillons avec Champagne (New Years dinner with champagne) surrounded by artfully placed stars, candles and falling snow flakes.  It seemed to me that there could be no better place on earth to spend the holidays than Paris.  With the passing of time I've come to understand that it really doesn't matter where we are for the holidays, how many parties or fancy, lit up and decorated restaurants we go to. What matters the most is who we are with. 

This year I am celebrating  the holidays with my extended family.  We are cooking delicious meals, baking cakes, decorating cookies and washing lots of dishes together.  We are raising glasses to our good fortune at being united and toasting to those who are not with us.  We are toasting to the passing year and to the goodness and potential of the coming year with cold, bubbly champagne. And, we are doing this in Paris where there are still countless colored lights reflected in the rain puddles and windshields of the passing cars along the many streets we wander down.  Isn't it funny how those childhood dreams seem to have a way of coming true after all?

Island of the Swans Christmas Day 2014

Wishing you and yours a most joyous Holiday Season and Happy New Year!

A bientot,  


PS:  Here are a few past Holiday Season posts for you to enjoy:

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