Merry Christmas, darling!

Greeting cards have all been sent,
The Christmas rush is through;
But I still have one wish to make,
A special one for you:

Merry Christmas, darling!
We’re apart, that’s true,
But I can dream and in my dreams
I’m Christmas-ing with you.

Holidays are joyful,
There’s always something new;
But every day’s a holiday
When I’m near to you.
The lights on my tree
I wish you could see,
I wish it every day.
Logs on the fire
Fill me with desire
To see you and to say

That I wish you Merry Christmas,
Happy New Year too!
I’ve just one wish
On this Christmas Eve:
I wish I were with you!

 Merry Christmas, darling!

My dear one, 

Sometimes I feel like standing under some mistletoe and just waiting to see who notices. I long for the day when you and I share that first mistletoe kiss.

This Christmas Eve I am with my family. I miss the wintery regions where I grew up, where we could watch the snow falling and tromp around in snow boots to bring Christmas carols to our church's shut-ins. Instead, one of my brothers and I played our instruments for the residents of the assisted living facility where he and my mom work. 

We never had "real" Christmas traditions as a family. No family gift exchanges, no tree adorned with sentimental ornaments. Just a nice family dinner, with some Christmas music playing on the stereo system. Perhaps the lack of traditions is what has prompted me to be so enthusiastic about decorating my own apartment, sending Christmas cards, and similar activities characteristic of the Christmas season. But ironically, I have to leave that all behind and travel to the hot climate where the only trees decorated in the neighborhood are a few scraggly palm trees. It's either that or spend the holiday alone in another state, so I'll take family over solitude! My heart is still restless though, because something is missing. You are missing! Won't it be wonderful to establish our own special Christmas traditions?

Merry Christmas, darling. Look for me under the mistletoe...