December Magical Moment #14 The Illusive Perfect Christmas
One thing that creates stress during the holiday season is the illusion of the perfect Christmas. The story of Christmas isn't perfect....I mean what mother do you know that wants to give birth in a cold, damp, dreay stable surrounded by smelly animals? And why were they traveling? To be counted so they could pay taxes....ummmm not exactly a trip of joy.
But anyway I digress....the point is Christmas isn't EVER going to be perfect.....no day is....it's just not possible. There will be tired cranky kids, quarrels, money worries, illness, and lost gifts. So be it....perfect isn't really all it's cracked up to be anyway. I mean think about it ....doesn't perfect make you a little uncomfortable? It feels a bit fake and surreal. So I'll settle for a "good" Christmas...and I won't get hung up on a tree that's a little tilted or a gift with a mismatched bow. And when someone is a bit grumpy....I won't feel like it ruins the whole season. And I promise to be good to myself and not fall into the trap of thinking what I've created, chosen, baked, or given isn't "good enough". I hope you will let go of the illusive perfect Christmas and join me in celebrating the best Chrismtas of all.....a Christmas that exists in our hearts and travels with us thorughout the year.
One thing that creates stress during the holiday season is the illusion of the perfect Christmas. The story of Christmas isn't perfect....I mean what mother do you know that wants to give birth in a cold, damp, dreay stable surrounded by smelly animals? And why were they traveling? To be counted so they could pay taxes....ummmm not exactly a trip of joy.
But anyway I digress....the point is Christmas isn't EVER going to be perfect.....no day is....it's just not possible. There will be tired cranky kids, quarrels, money worries, illness, and lost gifts. So be it....perfect isn't really all it's cracked up to be anyway. I mean think about it ....doesn't perfect make you a little uncomfortable? It feels a bit fake and surreal. So I'll settle for a "good" Christmas...and I won't get hung up on a tree that's a little tilted or a gift with a mismatched bow. And when someone is a bit grumpy....I won't feel like it ruins the whole season. And I promise to be good to myself and not fall into the trap of thinking what I've created, chosen, baked, or given isn't "good enough". I hope you will let go of the illusive perfect Christmas and join me in celebrating the best Chrismtas of all.....a Christmas that exists in our hearts and travels with us thorughout the year.
ackage: . I had suffered a miscarriage April 2002. That baby was due the end of November & would have been celebrating her first Christmas with us. I went on to lose yet another precious little one Nov. 1, 2002. I was depressed and so horribly sad. I kept plugging along for the kids. The big day arrived and they were having fun. Then it hit in the middle of the day....the flu :thud: . My DD and I were beyond ill. We curled up in our beds & Christmas was done as far as I was concerned. My DH nursed us both & took care of the rambunctious two year old as well. When I started feeling a bit better he brought me a present. It was a poem he had written for me and it basically put into words all my feelings as well as his own. He had been resistant to try & have "just one more baby". In the poem he told me he was ready to try again. When I finished reading the poem he handed me a pair of baby shoes for our next baby to wear when they were born in 2003. Well, after I boo hooed and hugged him (and cried some more) I realized that this Christmas hadn't been at all what I had wanted or expected, but God had a way of showing me his neverending love. I really wasn't alone in my grief and life was going to go on. In case you are wondering....I gave birth to a healthy baby boy, December 14th, 2003 and he did indeed wear the shoes his Daddy gave me :love: .