Winter is not winter without a little cold. On campus, I would trek with a light jacket, desperate for a chill. Christmas did not feel as if it was near.
I am used to freezing temperatures and festive lights filling up my town; it seemed rather dull and uneasily warm for December.
If I am thankful for anything this season, it is the chance to come home and be with family, to feel the chill in the air, to see the lights and occasionally get a nice glimpse of snow. It may not be much, but it is my Wonderland.