I remember going caroling as a child. It was as much a tradition as stockings and Santa, focusing mainly on homes of the elderly in the community. It wasn't until many years later that I experienced caroling again, this time from the other side of the door....
My caroling experience and a survey after the jump.
It's one of the perks of living in a first floor apartment, I guess. Each year a group of carolers comes by my apartment building. You can hear them coming from way down the street and I always greet them at the window as they approach. They even stop and sing a bit to my family, gathered around the open window, before heading on down the sidewalk. The experience is absolutely magical each and every time: a moment of pure appreciation that cuts right through the season's busy stresses to the heart of simply giving.
So, tell us, do carolers come to your home during the holidays?
Image: On the Wings of a Pig