My Biased Perspective of Past Holidays
Holidays make me feel crazy an inadequate most years. Also scared. This is the time of year when everyone is “on a diet” or “off a diet” or “going crazy with the shopping and the parties and the party planning” and “making travel arrangements”.
People compete with each other to get the hottest trend item or have the best, most talked about party. Everyone talks about gifts they’re buying or getting, vacations they’re going on, and the stress of holiday cheer.
Too many people. Too busy. Too loud. Too much anxiety-provoking, stressful environmental factors in the outside world this time of year.
A New Goal: Fun, Relaxing Holidays
I was raised to believe holidays were about spending time with loved ones; enjoying good food, conversation, and games together. Or for introverts like me, spending time around family, listening to conversations while playing puzzles or relaxing with a good book. It meant helping my aunts and uncles cook and set the table for family dinner. Or playing elf on Christmas morning at my grandma’s house and seeing everyone enjoy their gifts.
Those are my best and most favorite memories of Christmas. And they all happened before I turned 8 with my father’s side of the family.
These days, I don’t decorate or go to parties. I do send messages to my friends and cook something good for myself. Then relax with some books and movies if I’m not sleeping the day away.
But this year, I’m trying something different. Since letting family back into my life, I have more reasons to be thankful and to celebrate. I also have more triggers to cope with. But I live far away from my friends and family now. And connecting with them is not as easy as before.
So I’m reinstating a tradition. Holiday cards. By snail mail.
My only problems? The cards might not all arrive in time. I had stamps. But not enough. Friday was not a day I could go out – my cold decided to clear out and left me exhausted – and left me without enough stamps. Then I realized I didn’t have enough cards. One more…that’s all I need.
Fingers crossed I can get stamps and a card tomorrow. With luck, the cards will be in the mail and delivered by Saturday.
Instead of blame & shame, a positive reminder of life’s surprises
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