Christmas seems to have two speeds, incredibly fast or wonderfully slow.
Some of us have a million things to do. Up at dawn to get the turkey stuffed and into the oven. Opening gifts then a quick shower before church or the trip to Grandma's house. Shuttling relatives. Making time for some quick wine and cheese with the neighbors. Never a quiet moment. By nightfall it isn't just the tryptophane from that second helping making you dozey.
For others, Christmas is just one delight served after another. You just stand back and let the waves of generosity and joy wash over you.
That top speed seems to be how my Christmases happen these days. But when I was a kid it was the other way around. Tripping down stairs in your PJs to see a tree sparkling brighter than you remember from the days before. An empty milk glass and crumb of cookie to prove that Santa had not only been but appreciated the snack you left.
Then opening presents and savoring homemade egg nog, sausage rolls and shortbread.
And then your parents disappeared for an hour to prepare for their high speed version of the day while you played with your new stuff and watched cartoons.
Back in my day, those Christmas cartoons were usually from Walt Disney and if you were lucky included one with a special Christmas message.
Whichever Christmas speed you're travelling at today, take a moment for this one.
Merry Christmas and...
Enjoy Your Sunday.
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