Christmas ... all those years ago.
We lived in North Carolina, my dad would take off into the woods with his brother in law and later that day, we would have a Christmas tree !
Then I grew up and lived in various places and eventually landed one day in New York City where I promptly met and married my husband .. my sweet husband for all these years ... all these amazing adventures ... all these Christmases.
So here we are ... in South America .. Argentina .. Buenos Aires.
Where it is Summer.
Where there are no real (live) Christmas trees.
Where the music is usually in another language but I know the tune !
Where all night on Christmas Eve, families gather and laugh and drink and eat .. eat a lot... for hours !
And in the parks they shoot off fireworks .. all night ... a lot of fireworks.
And where my husband and I reminisce about Christmas here and there and who was there and who is now gone and my heart hurts a little from missing Tate.
And where we will begin our New Year in our New Home and miss our family and friends and wonder if it might be time for a New Adventure or perhaps, try a Different Adventure here.
That is what makes New Years so cool ... they are New.
So many New things to consider, plan and enjoy.
Sending much love and happy New Year wishes to you all.
From us ... way down here at the bottom of the World ~