I have a really, freakishly strong sensory memory: specific sights, sounds, smells and, even, temperatures, do not just evoke clear memories, but feelings and sensations stronger than anything else I ever feel. Sometimes, I cannot even attribute a memory to the feeling, leaving something of an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.
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We are often lead to believe that Christmas consists of trees, presents and excessive amounts of food. To some, it is more about religion and, to others, about family. In fact, I think it is about none of these things and, simultaneously, every one of them. It is not the return of the songs or decorations that excites us but, rather, the return of the feeling: the feeling that something special is happening of which we are all a part, that truly makes us feel festive.
Nostalgia can be a wonderful thing and never moreso than at Christmas. As we get older, I hope, this can only get stronger and more powerful. Christmas memories are what make December such an amazing time of year and will, I hope, stay this way for many more years.