Christ­mas Mem­o­ries

Victorian Homes - - Editor’s Letter - Mer­rie Deste­fano, Editor mer­riedeste­

IF YOU’RE LIKE ME, THEN SOME OF YOUR FOND­EST MEM­O­RIES WERE BORN DUR­ING THE CHRIST­MAS SEA­SON. My fam­ily lived in a small, green turn-of-the-cen­tury house, in­fa­mous for drafty win­dows and un­car­peted floors. When­ever I look at our old hol­i­day photos, I no­tice how many lay­ers of cloth­ing we wore—even in­doors. We may have had trou­ble stay­ing warm, but we had no prob­lem hav­ing fun. I could al­ways count on my older brother to play pranks on the girls, my mother to make a de­li­cious meal, and my fa­ther to make us all laugh with his sto­ries. Af­ter open­ing presents on Christ­mas Eve, we’d all play cards and board games, while one of my older sis­ters would play her gui­tar.

There weren’t al­ways a lot of presents un­der our tree and we weren’t as well off as our neigh­bors. Still, we had each other and that made ev­ery­thing right.

To me, con­nect­ing with loved ones is what the Sea­son of Light is re­ally all about. But I’d like to add to that. This year, I’d like to en­cour­age us all to find a way to reach out to oth­ers. There are so many peo­ple who might be alone or who might not be able to buy presents for their chil­dren. Some­times a card or a gift or an im­promptu lunch spent with some­one who isn’t as blessed as you are can make a big dif­fer­ence.

The true art of giv­ing starts in the heart. Some­times, even the small­est of ges­tures can give some­one else hope.

I wish you all the ab­so­lute best hol­i­day sea­son this year, one filled with light, love and hope. And may the New Year bring you bless­ings be­yond mea­sure.


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