Well its official it is Christmas time. We cannot hold it back, change it, or wish it away. So ready or not here it comes! There are only 11 days left! Yes you heard that right! ELEVEN DAYS LEFT!!! So there is no point worrying, no point in trying to make everything “even” – all parents know what that means, you know when the gift piles don’t seem to look fair or even – too bad kid suck it up! Anyways all we can do is just brace ourselves and go for it! And it will be what it will be… the good, the bad and the ugly! (Oh yes the ugly… like the sweater you know you are getting from Dear sweet Aunt Edna – Bless her color blind fashion hindered soul)
Truthfully it isn’t all bad, I am actually looking forward to time together as a family. I am looking forward to having a nice dinner together. To eating way too much, playing games and goofing around with those that I love. I am also eager have a few extra days off of work. (Bonus!)
But I am also feeling stressed – even though I know the stress is counterproductive. As I already said it will be what it will be, but I know I cannot give my kids even a fraction of what I want to give them. And even though my kids are good kids and they are grateful I know it will all pale compared to the great built up expectations heaped on via other kids, TV shows, etc.
For me Christmas is the most bittersweet of all the holidays. It is the one that leaves me feeling unsure. I have watched as
depression has devoured the holidays due to the lack of funds and stability. I have seen Christmas be used as method of enforcing competition amongst siblings, and relations. I have watched the way it is used as a license to drink in excess, and over indulge. It can sure be ugly considering it’s “the most wonderful time of the year”…
Truthfully I don’t even really know why I celebrate it the way I do and sometimes I wonder if I could just strip it down to bare bones and start all over again with new traditions and ideas. Make it simpler, less stressful, reduce the expectations.
I keep thinking I should pretend I’m Ukrainian and celebrate in January. Would that help? I have no idea… but it would be different.