I stood there in the middle of my room, untangling Christmas lights. I had been home barely five minutes. It’s raining outside and I have a paper to write, but suddenly all I wanted were nails in the corners of my wall and 100 little bulbs glowing.
I catch myself humming the melody for “O Come Let Us Adore Him” and I stop. I’ve resented Christmas music my whole life, railed against, resented, barely tolerated it. But tonight is different. With the click of a button my room is filled with the melody for “O Come All Ye Faithful.”