Reminiscing on Love

Why does Christmas time always put me in a sentimental frame of mind.  Could it be the holiday music that is blasting on my radio, the thoughts of giving those special gifts to someone special, or just the weather is blah and is a great time to reflect.
I remember when...
I would walk into a room and your eyes would light up like Christmas.  It always made me feel like the most beautiful woman in the room. 
I was so excited that you invited me out to lunch just to see me during the day.
You would fold the laundry without being asked.
You would say I love you and you made me feel so important and loved.
You brought me home a little present because you saw something in the store and you knew I would love it.
You would pick up dinner and surprise me ( allowing me to relax and not stress about what I was making)
You would help me wrap gifts and we would get excited for Christmas day to come. 
I would hear a song and a smile would appear on my face because it brought me to a happy place.
You would surprise me with a day adventure that inevitably turned into something so fun.
There wasn't talk about bills and life was so much simpler.
I didn't have sleepless nights.
A trip for a week was so easy to plan.
I didn't have wrinkles and it was so easy to loose weight.

I look back on some of these times and wonder why some things can't be the same as they were.  Have I grown up and just got used to the routine?  Shouldn't some parts of love stay the same?  Am I worth going the extra mile for?

We start excepting less, but really need to continue to nurture love or it will be gone.  This time of the year helps me to remember what I love best in life.  I remember and giggle about the happy times.  The simple things!
This year it is time to make an effort to treat another how you want to be treated.  I want to still feel like I did when I was in my twenties.  When I would walk in a room and your smile would grow and your eyes would sparkle.  The kindness you gave out so easily.  The words you said and the love that was felt.  
Christmas always reminds me to come back to this place and these thoughts.

Now it is time to get my santa hat on, throw on my red high heels, and decorate this tree that will inevitably become my masterpiece.