What I Wore: Winter White #OOTD
I’m a big fan of winter white because it reminds me of snow. Wearing it is my way of channeling snowflakes since they didn’t fall this year on Christmas. And that was sort of fitting because this year was unlike any other for my family. It was pretty hard for us to even put up decorations. It was one of my grandma’s favorite pastimes, and she looked forward to seeing the Christmas tree’s sparkling lights every year. It’s weird how something we always loved to do was suddenly so painful…a reminder of that empty, aching feeling we just can’t shake. But we pushed through it.
I know she’s proud we still found a way to be happy on Christmas day. My Dad was pretty bummed (it was his mother who passed) but when he came downstairs, he found us all in the kitchen, cooking, laughing and blasting Christmas music. It’s what he needed to see. Our family traditions are still alive even though Ma is no longer with us.
We even read the Bible together like we did when we were kids. Back then, my Dad wanted to teach us the reason for the season so he made us read scripture each year (and we did so begrudgingly since we just wanted to run under the tree and open our gifts, LOL). He asked my nine year-old niece to do it this year. She did an amazing job! I beamed with pride. It was a special moment.
I couldn’t help but imagine that one day, when she’s grown, she’ll ask her kids to do the same thing. And maybe she’ll think of that warm Christmas day when she was first introduced to our time-honored tradition, surrounded by warmth and family and love. And isn’t that what the holidays are all about?
Photos by Thug Nanny