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[vc_row css=”.vc_custom_1530664150257{padding-top: 0px !important;}”][vc_column][vc_column_text]The Christmas Spirit is an elusive specter in the Thomas house. For me, at least.

My children possess it in copious amounts, or shall I say, it has possessed them and they are bubbling over with excitement as a result.

I remember those days: starting the Christmas countdown in August, spending quiet evenings staring wistfully at the lit Christmas tree, fantasizing about the gifts Santa Claus might bring.

Those days are over.

These days, my Christmas season is more about fretting over money, cleaning the house over and over to keep it clean for guests, and fantasizing about sunnier days and warmer temperatures to come.

I’d like to feel the magic of Christmas again, but with a roof to maintain, and three little mouths to feed, and all the responsibilities that go along with being an adult, I’m skeptical about the likelihood of its return.

I know, I know. We’re supposed to focus on the reason for the season: Jesus’ birth. But who has time? Come January, when life settles down, and the snow is (hopefully) falling, I’ll have more time to contemplate the awe inspiring mystery of the virgin birth. Jesus probably wasn’t born in December anyway.

I don’t want to seem too much of a downer. I happen to think that if my children enjoy the magic of the season thanks, in part, to my somewhat forced efforts, a victory will have been achieved. I’ve lived long enough to know that hindsight often comes with its own little sprinkle of magic. In twenty years (God willing) when I’m lounging on my hammock in Hawaii (one can dream), I will remember this Christmas with fondness, and dare I say, longing.

But, alas, I must live it before I can enjoy the memory. So here’s to another whirlwind Christmas season. If you spy the Christmas Spirit, load him up in the paddy wagon and send him my way. (Only after you’ve imbibed your fair share, of course.)[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row css=”.vc_custom_1527384384451{padding-top: 0px !important;}”][vc_column width=”1/1″][pofo_feature_box pofo_feature_type=”featurebox8″ feature_box_preview_image=”featurebox8″ custom_icon=”1″ css=”.vc_custom_1527642674503{padding-top: 1em !important;padding-right: 1em !important;padding-bottom: 1em !important;padding-left: 1em !important;}” pofo_feature_title=”About the Author” custom_icon_image=”21332″]Jessica E. Thomas graduated summa cum laude with Academic Honors in Writing from Ball State University, receiving a Bachelor of Science in English and a Minor in Creative Writing. She began her professional career in marketing at a large Indianapolis law firm. Since transitioning to Information Technology in 2001, she has worked in the pharmaceutical, student loan, and finance industries as a computer programmer, systems analyst, Web developer, and technical writer. She has authored two novels, three novellas, a poetry collection, a short story collection, and a children’s book.[/pofo_feature_box][/vc_column][/vc_row]