This time of year is filled with so many things. Lots of cookies + parties. Lots of ugly sweaters + lights. Lots of festive songs + concerts. Lots of decorating + shopping. Or, if you happen to be one of the people living in my home . . . it is filled with lots of Hallmark movies (even though I am the only one watching them .) The list of things associated with Christmas is long.
My favorite tradition is the tree. I don’t even know why that is my favorite tradition. Often, it seems like it a chore. Usually not everyone is happy to be taking the time to head out to the tree farm to pick a tree that we can agree on. Then, there is the task of strapping it to the car and transporting it home. And then, putting it up.
This year, I struggled a bit to get in the mood. To get things done. There was a ton of stuff that did not happen, but one of the things that did happen . . . the tree.
I should probably give this guy a little shout out. I am lucky to have him. We are lucky to have found each other. It may not always be easy, but we have something good. Something that I often take for granted.
And overall, I do love Christmas. But, it is also takes a lot of extra effort especially as a mom (and often we are taken for granted to make all the magic happen.) And sometimes, I think we forget that is isn’t necessarily the most wonderful time of the year. And, my heart often aches for those that are struggling. For some, it can also be a time of year that can be a little sad especially for those that have strained family + personal relationships and those that have lost a loved one or so are faced with illnesses or maybe just dealing with one of life’s curve balls.
I have had a great year filled with lots + lots of good stuff + good people. Even though I don’t have the house decorated as much as I usually do and I did not bake cookies, and I did not do a lot of stuff. I did the stuff that is important to me (and my family.) Like getting the tree. It is a little bit less, but I am okay with a little bit less this year.
Regardless of your traditions, I hope that this Christmas is a good one. And for those that are struggling right now, I hope that your blessings are greater than your burdens. Thank you for being part of my life + letting me share little parts of me.
My final words for 2017 . . . may your Christmas be merry and your New Year be bright. See you next year!
Lots of Love,