Charlie Bear here with some exciting news. Christmas is coming early for Mom Peep this year. She leaves today to fly all the way across the United States (well, from California to Wisconsin is almost all the way across) to see the new Great-Grandbaby Hailey. Mom was all wiggly today, kind of like me when I’m super excited and can’t stop wagging my tail. At least she didn’t get down on the floor and turn over for a belly rub!
Mom Peep says that anytime you are with family and loved ones it is Christmas. Doesn’t matter if the date is not exactly the 25th (the most joyous day of all). She says she’s perfectly fine with it being ten days ahead. Oh, and another thing she says she doesn’t mind: the cold up there. A friend said to Mom, “Aren’t you kind of nuts, going to Wisconsin in the winter?” To which Mom told me she chuckled inside and then replied, “The weather doesn’t matter one bit. I’ll warm my arms around each child, grandchild, great-grandchild, and loved one. My heart will burn bright red embers from the inside out.”
I have a feeling Mom would do anything to spend time with her loved ones. She even wants it to snow. Yes, snow! Can you imagine? White fluffy stuff on the ground, stuck to the rooftops and mailboxes, outlining the bare branches of the trees, stacked up on the high electrical wires. Pristine, newly-fallen, virgin snow. Kind of like a special family who brought a special someone into the world on Christmas morning.
What does Christmas bring? Love. Even an early Christmas.
So Dad and I will hunker down while Mom is gone. He’ll eat too much bad stuff and feed me too many treats. But when Mom comes home we’ll celebrate Christmas together. We’re a family, after all. And that’s what families do.
Wiggles and Woofs to you,