Image taken from: http://bioweb.uwlax.edu/bio203/s2009/cook_morg/Actually, Christmas is probably my least favorite holiday. I think it has something to do with all of the pressure surrounding gift-giving. Don't get me wrong, I love giving and receiving gifts but sometimes the stress surrounding finding the "right" gift for someone can make me want to run and hide until December 26th. I do, however, love the decorations, the food, the music, the fun, and the special memories.
My mother always did a big display for Christmas. She sculpted and painted ornaments, crafted count-down calendars from paper, baked divine cookies and candies, and even made sure the tree looked JUST right. Magic was ever-present in our home during the holiday season... so much so I rarely worried about presents. When I was a teenager, I can remember my sister saying something about getting more than my brother and I did. She thrived on conflict. While perfectly happy with my haul, I had a moment of bitterness and began to feel terrible I hadn't received as much as she had. WHO DOES THAT?! I still feel guilty about my reaction, and even more so because my mother had overheard my outburst and took it upon herself to share that we had each received gifts totaling the same amount. It was like a knife through the heart. I honestly didn't care but I rose to the occasion and grappled with my sister who was happy to argue the issue. Even though that Christmas was almost 20 years ago, my mind still goes there as we prepare to shop, wrap, and set things under the tree.
Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. The day is solely about thanking God for the many blessings He provides. Sure, amazing food and family are all a part but the day isn't complicated by anything except for maybe football. It is my sincere hope I do not allow myself to get bogged down by having to BUY a lot for our wee one as she grows. I hope she can savor the simple delights which make this season truly amazing. I hope she thinks less about what she got and more about what she is able to experience and give. I pray I am strong enough to resist the societal pull to kill myself to get her the latest trend and have the skills to help her learn to find satisfaction in the simpler things.
Merry Christmas, everyone! Rather than just trying to make a splash, soak in the season!
