Whirling and twirling into another holiday season. Wanting to create a reality that surpasses the expectations. I admit I am an anticipation junky. It’s the party planner in me. I love the details of the holidays. The perfect gifts, beautifully wrapped and decorated. The perfect spread of food, arranged on a stunning table display. Bing Crosby and Elvis crooning in the background. A toasty fire, and scented candles to illuminate and scent rooms with pine and cinnamon.
“Superficial!” you might scream. Perhaps. These can definitely be the trappings of the holiday. But they are the backdrop to the moments of my family’s lives. I want that backdrop to be magical, comforting, consistent. The world can go crazy outside our door, and we will find quiet moments around board games or snuggled on the couch, baking in the kitchen or feasting at the table. It is the one time of year when tradition is so thoughtfully embraced. Laughter is the restorative melody. Joy has found its sanctuary.
What happens when things don’t happen according to this blissful scheme? I do get stressed around the holidays, but I have learned to enjoy the process, even the mall meltdowns and burnt cookies. We kick off the season with a day of thanks on Thanksgiving. It’s grounding and therapeutic to humbly submit that our blessings may be more than we could ever be worthy of. While our eyes might not remain fixed on the true significance of the season, to move in the spirit of the season is an act of celebration in itself.
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