"Joy landed like a comet. Though expected by some, the impact was jostling and life changing. The packaging and circumstances, were truly mind boggling. Yet it trailed a story, once foretold. Inspiring a gift, that was needed. And heralded the gateway, that would make for peace...." Chioma Onwudiwe/2019
Partly culled, from the Blog 'IT'S ABOUT TIME' by Chioma Onwudiwe/2016
Did you know, that it is still Christmas? At least, until it is New Year's eve. I did not think, you would know. So I thought I should let you in, on the biggest kept secret. For centuries, it has been under wraps. Only periodically revealed, to those who would understand and who were also nice. You see, the slightest inkling of hostility, would send the secret right back into its hiding place. And we do not really want that, do we? Shy secrets, i.e.
Therefore, on that note of revelations. Kudos to the lovely street, that has been playing my favorite Christmas tunes all week. I like you, music playing street. In fact, I like you a whole lot. So much so, that I was spotted walking back and forth. Moon walking backwards, whenever necessary. Practically with no aim or direction, in sight. Gallivanting was I, to the yuletide tunes of merriment. Listening to soothing and inspiring melodies, just before I broke out into a hop, skip and a jig. Not necessarily in that order, if you permit me to truthfully submit. However, my rhythm was impressive, syncing and on a holiday seasonal point.
Anyway not to digress, from giving honor to whom or what it is due. Here's three thumbs up, to you street. Thanks, for sticking with a wholesome and ageless tradition. Defying the threats, of a villainous grinch. How brave you are indeed. And four thumbs up for me, for sweetly complying with nativity rules! And for my dance moves, of course.
I don't mean to stray from the importance of the above discussion. But just out of curiosity, did anyone of you, try stopping by yesterday? Well the reason I asked is; that sometime yesterday evening. I heard numerous shutters slamming shut and voices raised. Then all of a sudden, everything went quiet and then there was this shrill cry of pain. I meant to run out, to see what had happened. I really did, but unfortunately. I forgot how to turn the knob open, when I got to the door.
Between you and I, I think someone came back for more cupcakes. See; (GREAT EXPECTATIONS TOO!) the blog. They probably forgot to follow, the previous instructions written on stone. Now they must have had their nose, swiped. It breaks my heart, it sure does. How rebellious these mortals can be. You know I'm not talking, about the missing nose. Right? They will grow another one, in no time. I simply grieve, for the un-expectation of consequences and the plight of hard-hearing.
The following story, may or may not be related. Yet it reminds me of the couple in front of me, at the cash register yesterday. They were buying a sack load, of Christmas decorations. I looked at my watch, as I pulled out my calendar. The day was about 72 hours, past Christmas. And the time, was 3 days late. Were they from the deflated part of the globe? Or did they just step out of a time capsule? Or was this just a hidden ploy, to aggravate me? Looking at the sack of goodies, that still needed to be scanned. Chances were, I could still be in queue till next Christmas. Then I would have to grab the sack from them, after they had paid for the contents, of course.
So the question on the minds of the masses (or a friend), remains; Were the couple, three days late? Or one year early? Or were they simply on a charitable mission, of provoking me? I don't know the answer. At least, not while I am 3,000 or so Christmas ornaments, delayed in this line. However, in their defense or offence. the ambitious couple i.e. It just might depend, on how you look at it. Were they maybe preparing, for what was about to come in a year? Or did they completely ignore, what just happened a couple of days earlier? We may never know. And they might never tell.
But one thing is for sure; Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year and then it all ends. The year does.... Not the magic. Merry Christmas and have a Happy New Year!