It seems I still believe the TV commercialized-perfect family-Christmas myth. I always want everything to run perfectly: caroling, candles, candy; gifts, glamor, guests (all smiling and dressed-up!); food, family, friendships . . . you all know the picture. I always want to create the perfect holiday, but the reality falls far short of the expectations. Over the years I've realized the non-reality of the myth; but Martha Stewart's Christmas issue still looms overhead, beckoning me to unrealizable heights. However this year wasn't much different from others--chaos stills gained the upper hand. The caroling didn't happen; we hurriedly went from place to place, kids tried valiantly to accommodate all families' obligations, and we were all ready for the holiday to be at an end. But as the dust settled (a metaphor because we're up to our axles in mud this year) and everyone drove out of sight, the feeling of a joyous time well-spent overcame the disappointment of reality and left a sense of satisfaction. Everyone smiled, ate, laughed, remembered, and above all, loved. We were all together at one time this month. We were all trying to stay close and together at this, the most hectic time of the year. And hey! There's always next year for that perfect Christmas . . .
To me, this was the most perfect Christmas. We were all together, for practically a whole month. When does that happen? Martha Stewart Christmas is all glitz and no substance. When it boils down to it, we had a time together I will never, ever forget. And no, we didn't carol and the candles were only briefly lit but this year we really focused on doing things and making things special for each other. If we could have this Christmas for all the Christmases to come, we would be blessed and I would continue to be so grateful. Thank you again for such a wonderful holiday month. I know how hard you worked and I appreciate it.
ReplyDeletePS Your DVD made me feel like the last year of my life wasn't a complete waste. What better gift is there than that?