I knew this was the apartment I had been searching for.
My single fave area of the holiday season is decorating. I remember how the people I was with and I would come in from playing out in the snow, and head directly to the fireplace. Mom would have cinnamon sticks in a pot of boiling water, and he had some other spices, like star-anise and whole black cloves, right in the brew. The apartment had the smell of Christmas. The fireplace reminded me of Christmas. Mom would pull out the garland and lights, and it would be all around the mantle top and down the sides. There were hurricane lamps with candles burning, and the candles were usually bayberry scented. I consistently friendd a fireplace with Christmas and all the attendant satisfaction that the people I was with and I had in our house. When our husband and I purchased our house, I insisted the people I was with and I had to have a fireplace. My eyes dazzled when he said he had already put the fireplace on our list of must-haves. When the people I was with and I first found our house, it thrilled me to see the old-fashioned fireplace. They made the hearth and mantle of brick and mortar, and it was burning brightly when the people I was with and I walked in. I knew this was the apartment I had been searching for. The only thing that was missing was the Christmas season decorations. I smiled, knowing how charming the people I was with and I were going to make the fireplace when Christmas got here. Once the sale of the apartment went through, I was already in the apartment centers and also online, looking for the perfect decorations. My fireplace was going to be the focal point for our apartment for the holidays, i couldn’t wait until the holidays to arrive, even though it was still almost more than thirteen weeks away.