The Christmas Rush
Why do we hear that phrase every year . . . ‘We’ll get together before Christmas’ or ‘I’ll get back to you before Christmas’ or ‘I’ll finish that before Christmas’ and why do we put so much pressure on ourselves and one another?
This year I haven’t done any Christmas baking at all – no cake, pudding, gingerbread house, rum balls not even a bumble bee in sight but at least most of the gifts have been purchased (as of yesterday) and most of them are wrapped and waiting under the small, but decorated-with-favourite-things, Christmas tree.
We are catching up with friends over the next few nights and yes, I have one book signing for One Christmas Eve left, from 12-2.00 at Myer on Friday. Both the illustrator of the book, Marjorie Crosby Fairall and the sculptor at Stage One used Lily’s photos. So on Friday Lily (as Bella) will also be signing books.
I feel very blessed to have had a wonderful writing year with exciting things happening but for all of us, our minds drift back to other Christmases and as I drove across Melbourne today passing areas I hadn’t visited for a while, those Christmas memories came flooding back.
Merry Christmas to all those who have helped, supported, read and purchased my books this year and those of you who read my blog each week.