Happy Holidays, whatever you celebrate! May your celebration be exactly what you want, and your traditions what you treasure!
Some family traditions of mine are more tolerated than enjoyed–like my family’s fondness for sticking bows to me. A few years ago, I ended up with a total of nine–nine!–bows stuck in a sort of necklace on my jacket.
When I was small
I ripped into presents, paper flying everywhere
green and red
the thrill of discovery
worth more than the gift.
And my mom stuck a bow—
shiny mylar crown—in my hair.
Now I unwrap neatly
folding the remnants responsibly
focused on the company instead.
Despite my dodging, ending after all
with a bow on my head
because to parents, you never grow up no
matter how old you are.
Reblogged this on The Write Stuff and commented:
Christmas memories from my good friend and editor, Caitlin. Wishing you all many bows tomorrow! 🙂