Y is for
Yuletide. A word and tradition that had a pagan beginning but is now synonymous with the Christmas season. I know retailers, media and most of the secular world would have us believe that the Christmas season started with Black Friday, it actually begins tonight; Christmas Eve.
I have said it before, Christmas eve is my favorite. The dark, the quiet, the expectation. That expectant waiting. It does it for me. I think I fell in love with the quiet of late Christmas eve when we had small children. There is no quiet as loud as the quiet that comes after the clammer. After Santa had come, my husband and I would sit and just gaze at the tree in the darkened room and just be. It was always a magical moment.
I hope you aren't up late tonight feverishly stitching. If you are, turn off the TV and listen to the quiet while you take those last few stitches. For tonight a child is born on these holiest of nights.
A blessed Christmas to you, faithful reader.