While we do not worship our Christmas tree (who does anyway? really) I do find myself stopping by this particular ornament and wishing it would come to life and be mine. I promise it that if it came to life it would be Grande and Bold, it would have come from some exotic locale like Costamaicawaii and would rise far higher than the Eight O'clock coffee I stupidly bought at BJ's- trying to save exactly $2.
But alas, it sits on my tree, never a hint of aroma comes from it, never a droplet of steam, but I do love that it brings me back to the year Heidi lived near me. Near, as in 2 hours away. That year went by so quick, but the Christmas is what I remember the most, when she came and stayed for the whole week, we must have gone to Starbucks alot since that is what evokes the memories, but I remember feeling like the holiday had a special completeness since she was there and she was so helpful and fun. Then the next year all my sisters came and we made our late evening Starbucks runs, I remember them all arriving in their snazzy winter coats and filling my house with energy and fun and leaving me as a woebegone whimpering mess when they left. I will miss all my family this Christmas, but I do love the memories....
here's to a Pumpkin Spice Latte for each of us sisters, with a Chai tea for Leanne. Love you guys!! sniff sniff.
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