In 1985 I was 8 years old and from the 24th of November to Christmas evening was the longest month at the year.

Slowly in my opinion and a bit stressful in my mothers I guess, the Christmas month excitement was build up with decoration, special biscuits, tv-shows, songs and small gift.

The Christmas celebration was the most magical evening at the year.
I was dreaming a lot about all the best present to be laying under the three and looking forward to a cozy holiday with grandparents and the rest of the family.

The closer we got 24th of December the longer the days and nights became…..waiting, waiting, waiting.
I couldn’t be in my body just because of the excitement and longing!!!

Then I grow older and the Christmas traditions and the endless waiting changed bit by bit….but now the last month I have had a flashback to my feelings as a kid.

My first book has been on development and production for what seems like eternity. All my patience and grown up attitude (cool down – everything is just in perfect order) have been challenged more than ever.

Therefore I am SO HAPPY that next week will be the week when my book ready to see the world and maybe a perfect Christmas gift for people with a hang of embroidery, fairy tales and creativity…
Until then – enjoy the first sparkle of Christmas feelings.
See you soon,
Karenmaria