As I sat down in the new year to begin writing after my holiday hiatus, I went back to see where we had left off. One of the blogs that jumped out at me was from early December. I shared with you all the ways that the holidays can leave me uninspired and how I have tried to circumvent those little pitfalls over the years.
One of the goals of that blog was for me to remember the true meaning of Christmas, but the other was to remind myself that life continues to happen amongst the cards, gifts and celebrations. It’s a deep breath, if you will, as we enter into a time when we hope for all things beautiful and filled with joy. The reality is that this season was filled with a mixture of pain and joy for many. Knowing that you have friends whose hearts are breaking gives one a giant dose of perspective when something doesn’t go as planned. You find yourself saying things like, “it’s okay if you can’t make it for Christmas morning. Just be safe. Oh, your gifts didn’t arrive in time because there was a tragedy at the post office? The gifts are the least of my concerns.”
For me personally, the last month brought some changes and honestly if I had not had a dose of perspective, it might have left me a little less than thrilled. Our traditional Christmas plans didn’t go as they normally do; there were a lot of moving parts this year. Our holiday plans didn’t look the same and we found ourselves rolling with it better than I could have imagined.