Where Are You Christmas?

I was running some errands over my lunch hour on Tuesday when a favorite Faith Hill song began flowing from my radio.

“Where are you Christmas? Why can’t I find you? Why have you gone away?
“Where is the laughter you used to bring me? Why can’t I hear music play?”

I began to sing along — a bit off-key, I’m sure — as I drifted toward thoughts of Christmases past.

Where are you Christmas? I know you’re just four days away, but it sure doesn’t seem like it. Maybe it’s because our family won’t be gathering until New Year’s.

Then again, I’m pretty sure it doesn’t feel like Christmas because I’ve lost that magical feeling about the holidays. Christmas as an adult is so much less fun than Christmas as a child.

“My world is changing. I’m rearranging. Does that mean Christmas changes too?”

As a child, it always seemed to take forever for Christmas to come and, when it was all over we were too preoccupied with our new toys to despair about how quickly the presents were opened, the parties over and the decorations removed from the tree.

It seemed like we had Saturday morning practices the entire month of December to prepare for the church Christmas program. And then there were the school Christmas concerts, the 4-H Christmas party potluck and the annual Christmas trek over the river (Minnesota River) and through the woods (of North Redwood) to grandmother’s house in Kandiyohi County.

“Where are you Christmas? Do you remember the one you used to know?
“I’m not the same one; See what the time’s done. Is that why you have let me go?”

My Christmas tree has been up and decorated since Thanksgiving, the lights have sparkled and the presents have neatly been stashed underneath.

Each night for the past month, I’ve sat mere inches away from the tree as I’ve worked calluses into the tips of my fingers trying to finish up my latest needlework project for nephew Matt. I’ve been so busy stitching that I haven’t even taken the time to soak up the Christmas spirit.

Each year, for at least one night, I like to sit in the dark and admire my illuminated tree — no distracting sounds from the TV, just the sparkle of the lights bouncing off the ornaments and me with my thoughts of the holiday.

“I feel you Christmas. I know I’ve found you. You never fade away
“The joy of Christmas stays here in silence — fills each and every heart with love.”

Here’s wishing all of you a merry Christmas. May you find the spirit of the season within you and have safe travels wherever the holidays may take you.

2 Responses

  1. Larry Wittmer

    Marion Hinders ( my mother in law) and I just read your column.
    Marion and Herman are here in Florida staying with us ( their daughter Jan and I)
    It would appear as if they brought some Minn. weather with them – tonight and tomorrow night will break our all time record low. (not good for our fruit trees)
    We will be taking them to Tampa tomorrow, where they will stay with their son and family for a week or so.
    The weather will turn nice (70’s) again on Wed. – so they can enjoy their stay.
    Larry Wittmer

    1. Julie Buntjer

      Hi Larry,
      Thanks for reading my blog. I’m very happy to know Marion and Herman made it safely to Florida – tell them to stay as long as they can – the weather back here is horrible, with more snow coming for the weekend. I hope they are enjoying their time with family – take good care of them!

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