Traditions

Today, January 3rd, my family and I had the opportunity to return to our favorite park in Iowa. Each winter, the flickering of the fireflies is replaced by the twinkling of Christmas lights. We all snuggle into the car with our the warmth of the winter apparel and the taste of peppermint from the complimentary candy canes. We begin the parade of the lights as the reindeer jump over the car, the elves have a snowball fight, the dump truck is pulled high with presents, and the snowmen wave from the road. Every tree branch is glittering with hanging snowflakes and the road is lined with tin soldiers. The winter wonderland has a way of sparking the Christmas spirit within us all, and somehow we all leave with sticky hands, grinning faces, and light hearts. With a Christmas tradition like that, what's not to be grateful for?