Christmas on my mind in September.

It's September and it's 2020. The crazy year that threw us all for a loop.

Navigating it was alright, we just had to be flexible to flow with how things needed to go as protocols, and regulations changed.

But through it all, I craved the simpler, comforting, and cheerful things more than ever.

So, it is not surprising that I, who never think about Christmas until late November, am yearning for candlelit nights and cozy blankets while drinking eggnog and watching cheesy movies.

There is something about the comfort of being around things that don't change. I don't generally have traditions I adhere to, but I do like those things that calm the soul, emanate peace while bringing cheer and joy.

In this crazy topsy-turvy year, some semblance of normal is very welcomed.

So, here I am dreaming of Christmas and the nostalgia it brings.

In September.