On the Eight Day of a Feminine Christmas

If you’ve come this far, you’ve earned your elegant arabesque. At last, with Christmas Eve upon us, we may lower our guard; whatever remains unfinished no longer matters. Take a breath. Christmas morning is close now, and things will settle as they always do.

What matters most in all this Christmas bustle is being with the people we love, and the season graciously gives us permission to linger there—to revel, just a little, in one another’s company.

Tomorrow morning, give yourself permission for a little self-care. If you are hosting this year, pause to sip cool mineral water from a pretty glass. Take a warm bath, and smooth on something lovely you may have found beneath the tree. Let your frontline help — they are likely eager to be useful.

Savor the conversations, the easy laughter, the small moments that quietly become memories. Later, set them down in a journal so they won’t slip away. And do allow yourself a decadent bite of dessert, especially if it involves chocolate.

Merry Christmas!