The Cusp of Forever

December 24th, 2012

My favorite day of the entire year is Christmas Eve because it’s a day completely poised on the diving board of anticipation. It’s that moment of waiting, of possibility, of potential that I love. The day is still pristine, the presents still wrapped, the secrets still kept. No matter how old I am, on Christmas Eve I’m always standing in front of the closed double doors in my grandmother’s house, vibrating like a tuning fork ┬áset to celestial music, sure there will be something under that huge tree just beyond that will change the course of my life. Time will stand still, and we will all be caught in a Christmas card moment of Happy Families Forever. Of course, there’s never a gift that accomplishes that, but it hardly matters because it’s the ability to believe that counts, the magic that transports me back through time to the child I used to be. The child who hopes and hopes and hopes some more, no matter how often she doesn’t get what she didn’t know she needed. For that one day, Forever is possible.


2 Responses to “The Cusp of Forever”

  1. Christmas Eve and Friday night have so much in common. So do Christmas night and Sunday night.

    My holidays are normally lovely by any measure, mostly because there’s no drama in my family and I work really hard to make the Christmas happy and beautiful. BUT, even though the holiday season sparkles and meets expectations,I am usually battling a rising tide of unprovoked sadness–seasonal depression. So painful…

  2. nikki says:

    Glad I’m not the only one!

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