Remember the birds and squirrels, who will love to have a slightly used tree in the yard hung with seeded suet balls and stale bread ends.
Remember to be where you are at any given moment, even if it’s stressful, taking in everything that’s around you as if it was the last time you’d have the chance.
Remember to catch the eye of the guy collecting cans and bottles to return for cash, and wish him a Merry Christmas.
Remember all the Christmases past, even if it’s a little sad, because those memories are part of who you are today, and the people and places that are not physically with you live on in you.
Remember to take a picture of your baby, youngest grandchild or cat playing with joyous abandon in the discarded paper and ribbon.
Remember to watch your favorite Christmas movie, no matter how corny, and don’t be ashamed to cry at the end.
Remember not to burn the roast beef, but if you do, remember that many of us like it a little crispy.
Remember to send a prayer, or good rays, or simply gratitude to the men and women who are far away from home serving our country while we are safe at home.
Remember to take some time to be alone, no matter how busy you are, to smell the tree, walk in the snow, or read a good book so that you can really appreciate the world when you come back to it.
Remember that your children love your hand on the back of their head, and the fact that you bring them soup when they’re sick just as much as they love whatever you wrapped and put under the tree. In the end, they’ll love it more.
Remember that I am grateful for all who read this blog, and that I wish you the happiest, calmest, most beautiful holidays you could possibly have.