Ten seasons now.
Since before I began reading to the preschoolers,
I have been donning reindeer antlers.
As soon as the season allows, I go in search of the treasure box that keeps them safe all year.
I unwrap them from their tissue.
And I make certain they’re easy to find and put on as I leave the house, for one thing or another.
At this time of year they’re more important than my keys.
It’s quite impossible to be grumpy when you have bells on your head.
Everyone sees them and me a little differently.
Some people find me obviously ridiculous.
Others get a wonderful twinkle in their eye as they ponder how best to approach me and what they might say.
Which reindeer are you..
How is Rudolph these days..
Some will wink and tell me of the Christmas gift they had hoped for, still alive in their heart no matter their age.
And so many more besides…
Sometimes I even forget they’re up there.
Until someone reminds me.
One who is heavy with life walking wearily with their eyes set upon the ground.
Antlers catch their attention and their smile beams through as warm as sunshine on a misty day.
For a moment it seems they forget all of the rest.
For a moment, maybe life is just a little brighter than it was before.
And of course there are the children!
They always notice before parents do.
They tug and whisper – mommy, look, there’s a reindeer… as though they’ve happened upon a bit of secret treasure.
You can see the sparkle in their eyes!
For a moment I am a really really honest to goodness Real Reindeer!
To them –
I take long walks in the snow with Santa.
The North Pole is my home.
On Christmas Eve I fly through midnight skies around the whole wide world…
Each year there comes a day when I wrap up my antlers safe in their tissue.
I place them back in their box to await next season.
But, the tender moments and the smiles and the pure joy that is shared with me because of them… I keep those things in my heart,
All year long…
ellie894 December 10, 2020