Hello December: My Favorite Time of the Year

When December Finally Arrives

December always feels like an exhale. The kind you do not realize you have been holding until the calendar turns and everything slows just enough to notice.

This has always been my favorite month of the year. I am a complete sap for the season, and I make no apologies for it. The lights. The music. The baking. The quiet sparkle that shows up in small corners of the house. December gets me every single year.

I decorate early and keep everything up the entire month. If I am going to put in the effort, I want to enjoy it fully. December is not meant to be rushed.

The Rhythm of the Month

What I love most about December is not one single thing. It is the rhythm of the days.

Watching Christmas movies with my son, sometimes actually paying attention, sometimes just letting them play in the background while we do other things. Baking cookies and sampling far more dough than necessary. Slowly decorating the house, one room at a time, instead of trying to do everything in a single day.

There is no checklist, just moments. And somehow, those moments become the memories that stick.

Cozy Traditions That Fill the House

Hot chocolate makes frequent appearances this month. Some nights it is fancy with whipped cream. Other nights it is simple and rushed and still perfect. Christmas music drifts through the house while laundry gets folded and ornaments slowly find their place.

Trimming the tree becomes part of the rhythm too. Not a big production, just something we do together over a few days. It does not need to be perfect. It just needs to feel like us.

Decorating With Intention, Not Pressure

Over the years, I have learned that December feels best when I let it unfold naturally. I no longer aim for everything to be finished all at once. I like letting the house evolve as the month goes on.

A ribbon here. A bowl of ornaments there. A small tweak that makes the space feel warmer. December gives permission to linger, and I take full advantage of that.

Looking Ahead to the Best Morning

As the days pass, anticipation quietly builds. I find myself already looking forward to Christmas morning. The calm before the excitement. The smell of breakfast cooking. The table set just right. The traditions that feel both familiar and special at the same time.

Christmas breakfast is always waiting at the end of the month like a reward. Not just for the decorating or the planning, but for the time spent together getting there.

Savoring the Season

So here we are. December has arrived, and my heart is right where it wants to be. The house is cozy. The traditions are unfolding. The fun is just beginning.

This month is not about perfection. It is about presence. About letting the season settle in and enjoying it for as long as possible.