As I sit here enjoying a festive playlist in the glow of my Christmas fern, surrounded by the scent of a seasonal candle and the warmth of the wood stove, I can’t help but reflect on my feelings regarding the holiday season.
At the risk of sounding blasphemous– I’m just not feeling it.
Maybe it’s always been this way and I was ignorant to it.
Maybe I’ve changed.
Maybe I’ve realize what matters most, and spoiler alert– it’s not the gifts.
In many ways I feel like the meaning of the season has become lost. Suffocating under the gifts, food, and requirements disguised as “traditions”.
The hustle, bustle, and excess.
The stress, competition, and obligation.
No thank you.
I would wager a bet that everyone on your list has all their basic needs (and much more) already met, that your perfect Facebook friend is stressed AF over that silly Elf on the Shelf, and if you said “no” to the tenth event you’ve been invited to that the world would not end.
This holiday season I want less. Yet, at the same time, so much more.
More memories, less things.
This Christmas I want–
- More smiles, laughter, and hugs.
- Undistracted time with those I love.
- Evening walks around the neighborhood to enjoy the crisp air and sparkly lights, and to laugh a little at some of the ridiculous lawn ornaments.
- Just enough snow to make magic.
- Early morning runs while the predawn sky is still illuminated by the bright winter stars.
- A steaming cup of coffee, can’t-put-it-down good book, and cozy fire.
- Good conversation.
- To enjoy yummy Christmas cookies and loudly sing Christmas songs.
- To connect with family and friends I don’t see every day. To truly listen, understand, and enjoy them.
Memories, relationships, laughter, and love. That’s what we all need more of this holiday season.