So, as I begin to write this blog, Christmas music is blasting throughout my NYC apartment. My husband, Jamie, and our 15-lb rescue tabby cat, Roy, are great sports. They understand that I've completely adopted the Flather tradition of playing holiday music as loudly and as often as possible. My parents mastered Christmas. No matter where we lived in the world, and no matter how employed or unemployed they were, they “decked the halls” with gusto, passion, and heart. What I love most about this time of year is how I get to reconnect and revisit both my parents through the traditions they created. Dad is very much alive in me as I turn up his favorite Christmas carols, when I see anyone wearing a Santa hat, in the quest for the perfect Christmas tree, and, most importantly, in knowing that if every single ornament doesn't wind up on that tree, then it's not decorated yet!
As many of you know, I moved my mother, Becky, into my building in 2010 and onto my floor last October, and that woman is the Christmas spirit (seen in the photo above decorating her Christmas tree that first year in my building). Each year growing up, I would be amazed by all she pulled off while working full time as a nurse by day and getting her college degree by night. Somehow the stockings that she made herself were packed with the perfect assortment of treats and trinkets. When a guest was invited to join in the Flather celebration, somehow Santa Becky remembered their stocking, too! Each present she wrapped was a masterpiece. I guess all those hospital corners she learned in nursing school paid off! And she could cook! What was her secret for the creamiest mashed potatoes? Sour cream, butter, more butter, and even more butter. Each year, the most festive holiday stage was set. Where did she find the energy?
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Have a safe and festive season, friends. Thank you for all the support you give me on and off air—I'm thankful for all of you. Ho, ho, ho and glow, glow, glow!
Love,
—Santa Becky’s Daughter