The holiday season is so wonderful! Full of wonder. Everyone seems to be even busier than normal and yet they still manage to get everything done. Lights go up, music goes on, snow falls, and people give and receive gifts. All these things make everyone just all around happier. To me, those are the main things that define what the holidays are all about.
First of all, the lights. What is Christmas without decorations? My family didn't get a Christmas tree this year because we are going out of town (on a cruise to Chile and Argentina!) and things just don't seem the same. Christmas seems very distant, despite the fact that it is just weeks away. However, we have still been able to admire the decorations that other people have set up. Some of my favorite Christmas lights are the ones in Temple Square.
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Music is second. Festive songs come on the radio just after Thanksgiving and stay on through Christmas. Music is what triggers everyones minds into the holiday spirit. All of it is so happy and upbeat that it's impossible not to become at least a little happier or excited. The PCHS orchestra, band, and choir all played and sang holiday music that added to this overall happiness.
Snow falling is third. In Park City, Christmas doesn't feel right if there isn't snow. I think many people would agree that there certainly wasn't enough snow last year. This year, snow keeps falling and melting and falling and melting. All I have to say is at least we have some.
Lastly, giving and receiving gifts. It seems like the holidays revolve around giving. Not just giving and receiving gifts from friends and family, but also giving to those less fortunate. People from my church always participate in Sub For Santa and other similar programs. There are always a lot of service opportunities in the holiday season.
In my opinion, the point of the holidays is to make everyone happy. Despite my longing to be in Park City over Christmas and have regular traditions, I know that, like I mentioned once before, the important things aren't what you do, but who you do them with.
