The day is almost here: presents have been bought and wrapped, the fridge is stocked full of food and only the turkey to pick up tomorrow. I’m full of cold but tonight I feel that, at last, I’m almost there. I feel that I can sit back, relax….until the day itself….and chill.
Every now and again, I have to remind myself what Christmas is about…for me at least.
I have a little nativity scene that I’ve had for years, since my boys were tiny, that gets brought down from the attic every December. I take the stable out of the box, straw falling off it’s roof every year. I unwrap the little figurines from their bubble wrap; the wise men, the shepherds, the angel, the animals, Mary and Joseph and finally the baby Jesus. It serves to remind me of the true meaning of Christmas so it doesn’t get lost in the amount of money spent on presents, food and drink.
As the years have gone by and my boys have grown up and have left home, the meaning of Christmas for me, has changed. Yes, I still remember the Christmas story but for me, it’s more about my family. It’s about us spending precious time together; still eating, still drinking, still playing Monopoly and Who’s in the Bag, but also just being in each others company, just enjoying the time together that we no longer get to do as we spend our time apart; at work, at university, just living our lives.
So, whatever type of Christmas you have, take a moment to reflect on what it means to you and don’t get lost in the stress of it all. Nothing is ever perfect and things will go wrong; the food may not be perfect, you may not get the present you desired, you may be suffering from a rubbish cold, you may rub each other up the wrong way at times, but try to remember what this time of year means to you. Spending it with the people who mean something to you; be that family or friends or whoever is special in your life is what’s important.
Be in the moment and be grateful for what and who you have in your life.
May you have the Merriest of Christmases!