It's the week before Thanksgiving. I'm overwhelmed. There's lots of normal and lots of extra i.e. Thanksgiving feasts, a talent show, meetings. Christmas is looming.
Two things can be true at the same time. I can participate and enjoy the holidays, and I can also be burdened by them.
Caroline's 2nd grade Thanksgiving feast
All I want to do is make a mocha and sit under a heavy blanket. But that is not for now.
I don't shine during the holidays. Tips? Solidarity?
That is all.
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Revised to add: I asked my uncle Mike if he was excited for Christmas?...to which he replied, "neeehver."
Lol. Raise your hand if you are a fellow Grinch.
Raising my hand as a reformed Grinch! Really more of a reformed Scrooge. I was so "bah, humbug" about the whole thing. What I ended up doing--and I realize this is going to sound SO sanctimonious, promise I don't mean for it to--is silencing all the noise and allowing myself to be gobsmacked by the Incarnation. I mean...God decided to come down here and live as a HUMAN? And bring us all to heaven in the process? What in the world? I've used it to reframe my whole approach, and I've gotta say...it works. A couple of favorite resources from my journey: Loving My Actual Christmas by Alexandra Kuykendall, Home By Another Way by Barbara Brown Taylor, and Muppet Christmas Carol (the lyrics to the songs sound like they were written for what I was going through and what I needed to do to reframe).
ReplyDeleteThank you for your refreshing honesty here. It's a hard thing to talk about, but I know we aren't the only moms who have felt this way.