I know I’m supposed to feel the holiday spirit, but I always seem to hit a slump at this time of year.
It’s an ending which always makes me think of the things I haven’t yet done that I want to.
It’s when I feel left out of family holiday happenings, even though I’m the one who chose to live where I do.
It’s when there’s way too much list for the amount of time and money I have before Christmas.
But I don’t want to bah humbug. I do love the Christmas season.
So I’ll focus on those small magical moments that only happen at the holiday season.
Snuggling up by the glow of the Christmas tree.
Little kid voices at the Christmas program, singing about peace, joy, and love.
A visit with Santa.
Sending little ones to school in pajamas for Polar Express Day.
Watching the kids mistake a star or a plane for Santa’s sleigh and hearing their excitement.
Knowing that no matter the size of the pile of presents under the tree, my boys will find one thing they love and not care if there’s anything else even there.
A warm mug of hot chocolate or hot apple cider after being out in the cold.
More than two weeks of days where I don’t have to rush the kids out the door in the mornings.
Christmas movie nights were we all pile together on the couch and watch something magical.
Christmas Eve candlelight service. Something about that candlelight glow feels so peaceful.
Staying in our pajamas all day on Christmas.
Slowing down and remembering why we celebrate and spending time with those I love the most.