Our First Christmas at The Moose Lodge
The holidays bring family and friends together and people to places of worship, celebration and relaxation. Staying sane in the long dark days of winter, particularly in the northern latitudes, requires patience, persistence, planning and perspective. The holidays from Halloween straight through Easter get you by, one celebration and thanksgiving to the next.
This year is our first year spending winter this far north. Southcentral has been my home for the past 30 years, now here in the wild vast wilderness of the interior the darkness lasts a little longer, and the daylight is more illusive. On a clear day we get direct sunshine from around 10:30 AM until somewhere just after 1 PM, at which point the sky explodes with color, casting a surreal glow across the frozen winter landscape, golden rays of sunshine stretched out for miles --creating the illusion of warmth among all the snow and ice.
When Parke came downstairs this morning I asked him “What’s the temperature outside?” and he said “27.7”, to which I said “Above zero?”. To which he replied “do you really have to ask?”. The official temperature this morning is - 33.3 F. At this temperature being outside is totally possible and if you are layered appropriately you can stay pretty warm given you are moving your body or working in some way.
|I can't wait to see what "much cooler than today" means, it never got above -25 F today!|
The dramatic striking differences of our life in this unfinished log cabin, to our life in the perfectly manicured, posh Labrador House is something I still can’t give much mental energy to, because it is all too crazy to really comprehend. The how and why of our arrival here and belief that this was the moment for us to reach for our dreams. Being here I know that it was destined, our being here, because it has worked out so beautifully, miraculously well, that the only way I can figure is that it really was meant to be our home, this Moose Lodge of a road side shack on the edge of the wild vast wilderness.
Now we’ve done it, and are standing on the other side, an in between of sorts as we figure out what comes next. Christmas and the New Year, Graduation, and the reality of being here, all coinciding over a joyous holiday, filled with hope, miracles, belief, and possibility. This Christmas I am thankful beyond belief for being here, in this moment, in this place -- even if I don’t know what that means for each of us individually, and for us as a family.
Glancing around the living room paneling and the glow of the lights warming the room and creating a dazzling brilliance on our christmas decorations, ornaments, and table where the centerpiece Maya made us (at school) for Christmas sits on the table. She brought it home on Friday after school, her last day until January 6. Every night at dinner time and sometimes at breakfast as well, we light the candles in the centerpiece she made and enjoy the glittering glow of candlelight as we eat our dinner under the glow of the christmas blitz that is The Moose Lodge.
|Above the dining room, living room, and kitchen windows is a x-mas light sandwich!|
- Honey Mama