You who are young, be happy while you are young, and let your heart give you joy in the days of your youth. ~Ecclesiastes 11:9a
How I loved Halloween as a child! I's spend weeks dreaming up a costume to wear, always made from things we already had on hand. And when the big night arrived, what a joy it was to go door-to-door in our neighborhood, raking in all sorts of goodies that my mother rarely bought for us. I would make my stash last as long as possible!
So, naturally, I'm ecstatic that our granddaughters are able to trick-or-treat in their neighborhood this year, in spite of the virus. Their mom and dad wear masks, but the only disguise this crew needs are smiles.
Aren't these fantastic costumes? The littlest, Alexandra, longed to be a super hero for Halloween, so of course, she is Batgirl. Savannah, always the drama queen, is aptly dressed as a princess. How fitting! And Virginia? She doesn't originally want to be a witch, but when they go costume shopping, that's what she decides to be. With such a gorgeous outfit and happy face, one could never imagine her as the proverbial wicked witch. No! Think, Glinda, the Good Witch of the South.
Their hearts are light and joyful as they traverse the neighborhood for two hours with their parents, bringing in, no doubt, even bigger hauls of sweet treats than I could have ever dreamed of as a child. And knowing their generous spirits, I'm sure they will be more than happy to share the candy with mom and dad.
Maybe, next year, my husband, Danny, and I can travel to South Carolina, and be their Halloween escorts. Just as I spent days as a kid conjuring up a costume, I can dream today that this will surely happen in 2021.
And the very thought of that gives great joy to my now much older soul.