Ever since I was a small child, Christmas has always been one of my favorite times of the year. Magic fills the air while beautiful lights and kind hearts illuminate the sky. I remember staying up all night on Christmas Eve awaiting the arrival of gifts. I would sneak downstairs each and every hour just to take a quick peek under the tree. Now, as a 22 year old, I find myself enjoying the time leading up to the magical day rather than the actual day. Weird, right? I think it’s because I’ve come to realize how fast the day and just time in general goes by and it’s important to not rush anything. This could also be because I am in that transitioning phase of not being a child but also not having a child to live it through and experience the magic with all over again. Who knows, but for right now, I’m taking a step back and just enjoying all of this holiday bliss before it soon ends. After all, it only comes once a year.