There is one thing that makes Christmas for me.
Going to my old, all-girls, high school for the traditional Christmas concert. Now, I am sure you are thinking this is some cheesy cafeteria production with a lot of off-key singing, but it couldn't be further from that. First of all, since it is a small school, there are only about 75 girls who sing in the concert, and they all look beautiful in long black skirts and crisp white oxfords with red sashes around their waist. It is in the theater, on stage, and throughout the concert they pull back the far curtain to display living reproductions of biblical paintings. It is breathtaking.
So, when I started planning for the concert this year, I knew I wanted to take A with me. I got a few snacks packed up, picked out and ironed her dress, and was all set to go when she woke up from her nap. On our way up there I started to explain to her what she would see, including big girls singing, and candles. Then it dawned on me...she is not a fan of the dark, and at the beginning the girls process into the dark theater with lit candles leading their way to the stage. So as we nestle into our seats near the back of the theater and the lights dimmed I peak over at A, who was sitting on my lap with her mouth open, completely captivated by the entire experience.
And while there are a lot of Christmas memories I cherish, I know this one is now at the very top of my list. Looking over and seeing my little girl as blow away by the grace and beauty of the same Christmas performance I grew up captivated by as well.
Here's to Christmas taking your breath away this year...