I’ll be home for Christmas

With less than a month away from Christmas, I am quickly shifting into holiday overdrive. I’ve begun gift shopping, I cracked out the seasonal music almost a month ago, and I’ve put up my own Christmas tree … in my bedroom. Weird or passionate? I’ll opt for the latter.

But Christmas doesn’t only mean gifts, chocolate and Santa – although, that is pretty appealing. The holidays mean so much more to me. I get to see my family and I reunite with my friends, and I mean my very best friends.

When I think back to almost a decade ago, grade 9, I remember studying for finals, sledding down hills on giant pieces of cardboard, and I remember walking home with my first crush … an almost 45 minute walk home.


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12 thoughts on “I’ll be home for Christmas

  1. Wonderful set of shots. Took me a moment to realize I was looking at a red-nosed reindeer ๐Ÿ™‚

    I have not decorated yet, but this makes me want to crack open the garage and get started!

  2. I’m a bit like you, Emily, getting into the Christmas spirit early. But now that I live in the Netherlands, Astrid won’t let me put up the tree until after Sinterklaasdag, which is 5 December. Just a few more days…. ๐Ÿ™‚

  3. Hi Emily!
    This is a very nice way to get the holiday juices flowing. Love these photos, they are so nicely done. That red-nosed Rudolph is cute! ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. What a festive series Emily, I love it! Great work! I’ve been in the Christmas spirit for over a month now. Definitely the happiest time of the year!

  5. You’re freakin’ cute. I love Christmas too. I love the whimsy of it. Is that the right word? Oh well. I love listening to the music and thinking about hot cocoa and fires. I love Christmas where I live because I can go a half-hour to Williamsburg and walk around and take pictures of the beautiful decorations, or I can stay in my hometown and have a huge bonfire out in the woods with my best friends and drink beer and be the hick I was born to be! Christmas has gotten way too commercialized. Like football. But in a different way, of course. I miss the true meaning of Christmas. But I, too, have put up my tree and listened to Harry Connick, Jr. christmas songs. Love your photos, by the way! ๐Ÿ™‚

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