Today is a special day!
Imagine that you are waking up early in the morning. Around 05:00.
It is pitch black outside. Let’s state that there is snow on the ground, too.
Imagine you walking out in the cold, cold morning.
Imagine that you are on the way to your school.
Imagine the sky being pierced with stars.
Imagine your nerves; you are both tense and excited.
Imagine you walking with your friends, and your sister.
Imagine you getting to school.
YOU will meet all your friends there. ALL your friends that sing in the choir, that is.
Imagine you changing from your regular clothes into a long, white gown.
Imagine glitter-ribbons in your hair.
Imagine a candle in your hand.
Imagine you taking your place in the procession.
Imagine a Lucia bride up front, and all her attendants to follow.
Imagine Star boys (damn, that sounds gay).
Imagine you singing the Santa Lucia song while you are walking down a steep set of stairs to the big hall in your school (you have a deep fear of falling down the steps every year).
Imagine you, and everybody else, sing in harmony.
Imagine you taking your place in the big hall, behind the Lucia bride.
Imagine Christmas songs and Advent songs being sung!
Imagine the audience that are there watching.
Imagine something SO beautiful in the dark morning!
Imagine me just writing this tearing up.
IN Sweden, today, it is Santa Lucia Day (always on dec, 13).
Santa Lucia is the tradition I miss MOST from Sweden. I get both sentimental and a bit sad today.
All of Sweden will celebrate Santa Lucia today, one way or another.
Numerous processions will take place. Most of them in the early morning, but some of them at night, too.
When I was a kid I was in the school choir, and we were good. We really were good. I did not go to a school specializing in music and song, but regardless we recorded two albums.
Me and my friends, and my siblings always had a Lucia procession at home, too. We sang for my parents and our neighbors. It was very special. That usually took place in the evening.
Some years me and my siblings, and friends of ours, were engaged in singing outside the school as well.
Usually at different offices where our parents friends worked.
When we had those engagements we got to skip school (after the BIG procession in the school, that is).
I have SUCH fond memories of this special day!
I still know all the harmonies to all the songs we sang.
It is with biggest regret that I confess that this is not part of Karolina’s up-bringing. Sure, she’s seen it. Yes, she’s even been in a procession, or two. But once you are out of Sweden you’ll MISS the whole atmosphere. You can’t transfer it.
To me, today is one of the most special days of the entire year.
I will watch the Santa Lucia procession online today via a Swedish TV-station. Thank GOD for the technology!
I will curl up with a cup o tea, ginger spice cookies (pepparkakor) and a blanket. Then I will watch, and I will be touched to the core.