For me and my family, today marks the beginning of the Christmas season. St. Lucia Day has always been a magical day in my experience. Though the morning is dark, breakfast is bright with the light of candles. We ate cinnamon rolls for breakfast. (Sorry, Lucia Rolls take more time than I have.)
While this is a tradition with which I grew up with, it has taken on more meaning to me as an adult. I have the joy of introducing others to it, of sharing rolls and coffee with them. It has become a reminder to take time to enjoy the moment, the person, the tastes, the smells and the sights around me at this time of year that is so busy, so rushed.