A couple weeks ago we joined a group of friends for a Hanukkah party we've been repeating for many years now. I watched all the kids (who are all teenagers now) light the menorah and say the blessing. Warm, fuzzy moment.
I exchanged gifts with a business associate I've known for two decades. We know each other so well that our gifts have become personal - a favorite perfume or a new addition to a collection. Warm, fuzzy moment.
I just finished baking Christmas cookies with my daughter. We sat across the table from each other and painted icing and drizzled sprinkles and laughed and talked. About nothing and everything. Warm fuzzy moment. (Until she started feeling nauseated from all the frosting and cookie pieces she'd consumed!)
In a few days we'll drive around our neighborhood and look at all the Christmas lights and listen to holiday music on the radio. Warm, fuzzy moment.
For us it's not about which holidays we celebrate or don't celebrate. It's about making those moments the best they can be. A week after Christmas, my husband and I will toast the new year, as we've done for the last twenty-four years. Twenty-four warm, fuzzy moments.
I hope you enjoy every single moment of your holiday celebration, whatever that entails. And if something doesn't go exactly as planned, take away the best part of it and tuck it away like your holiday decorations, but leave the box where you can get to it any time you want.
Have a Merry Christmas and very happy New Year.