Today was the day we dismantled our Christmas tree and stored it for next year. Our mega-manger (23 pieces plus real gold, authentic frankincense and myrrh) is back in its box, although getting all the pieces to fit correctly is always a puzzlement. The stockings that were hung by the chimney with care have disappeared, as have the various pillows and snowmen that adorn our home from Thanksgiving until Dismantling Day.
It’s never the same day each year; rather, it’s when the mood strikes. Today it struck full force. What takes us two or three days to assemble at the beginning of the holiday season comes down in an afternoon. All that’s left are the boxes, five of them, that will return to the attic for most of 2025.
While the new year officially began a week ago, yesterday was when the world returned to post-Christmas normal. School is back in session around here; people who were on vacation have returned to work; and airlines and highways are back to the standard congestion levels.
The most significant thing, however, is that peace on Earth is nowhere in sight but all the Valentine’s Day cards, candies, and cakes are in full view.
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