Christmas Eve. It snuck up on me like a thief in the night this year. The holidays can be a bit of a hard time for some people and I stumbled into that category by accident. Anyone who knows me knows that I am ready for Christmas come October, but this year I simply couldn’t get my act together. There are lots of reasons why…some of them excuses but the reality is that time has run out.
I broke my leg skiing a week and a half ago and it has been a bittersweet experience to watch the snow fall from the sofa. I confess, I am envious….I want to be out there enjoying the bounty. I got a new pair of skis this season and I was just getting started. But, for some reason I am where I am. At first I did’t handle it well and went into a few destructive days of self pity. Now I am trying to figure out the lesson in all this and am hoping to grasp it the first time around….I would rather not have another trip through the wilderness. What I have learned already is that I have an amazing support network and some truly great friends. I knew this before but I have not ever been in a place of need like this…and they shine. I am humbled. My prayer is that everyone has someone in their life that will be there for them. I am blessed to have more than my share.
I spent the last two days trudging through snow on crutches showing beautiful homes in Montgomery Estates. Nothing like trying to get the key box open while it is snowing sideways! In the process, I have met some truly unique people and you can’t help but bond as you are trying to hold each other upright through the icy walkways. I couldn’t help but think of the fact that these people coming from the Bay Area are searching for the very thing that I have; a Tahoe life.
Now, you must know that I do not take even one second for granted up here. I have had to fight to stay on the mountain…and it has been a fight worthwhile. Many friends have moved away because the work wasn’t here or it was too expensive, but somehow I have managed to stay firmly rooted. It hasn’t been without its sacrifices and every now and then I do the math on living elsewhere. Sometimes it makes no financial sense whatsoever to stay here but the miracle is that we are thriving. I wonder at it all the time.
So many families from large cities in California are looking to South Lake Tahoe for a fundamental reset. Family time, recreation, slowing down the pace and reconnecting…this is the goal. I have had several families purchase homes this year with a cry in their heart that they want their family time back! Life in the city has taken over and they are saying “No more!!”. I commend them for understanding the need to be proactive. The very fact that they recognize Tahoe as a place of refuge pleases me so.
…AND HERE WE ARE. Christmas Eve. The presents are wrapped for the most part. I’m pretty sure that I have enough trinkets to fill all the stockings. If I don’t have it, I don’t need it and neither do they. In all my unpreparedness, I am feeling at peace. It is just stuff and things. Most importantly, we will all sleep under the same roof tonight as a family! My vagabond and my adventurer along with their significant others, my littles and more will be together tonight…oh God, my heart is full. I am the Matriarch of all this chaos and I couldn’t be more content.
I don’t mean to sound spoiled, but I have travelled to some amazing places for Christmas in the past….but my heart is in Tahoe and it is with my family. I remember several years back I was in Grand Cayman shedding alligator tears on Christmas day because all I wanted was to go home. I couldn’t care less about the Ritz Carlton in Grand Cayman…I’d rather be in Tahoe shoveling snow for the holiday. I hope that you feel the same about wherever you are because there simply is no place like home. Merry Christmas.