Every year we tell the kids we’re toning it down. And most years, we’ve wound up not toning it down at all. However, since we moved out east, Christmas has gotten quieter and quieter for us each year and I’m loving it.
Back when the kids were little and my siblings and Shawn’s mother and sister all lived within an hours drive of one another, we did the crazy, busy holidays. Too much food, too many gifts, all the noise and the driving and the craziness. Don’t get me wrong, when you have small children there are few things greater than watching them, giddy with excitement and high on sugar, whipping their way through wrapping and bouncing literally, off their relatives. But our kids are much older now. And we have finally reached that great plateau in our lives where is little we lack. We have food, a really nice home, and the kids don’t really lack for anything. My appreciation of the season has taken a razor sharp focus in the last few years to being pretty much only about my family, and relaxation.
Our oldest daughter couldn’t be home with us this year. It sucks, but, we were able to face time on and off all day. She even went to visit my grandparents and facetimed us all from their place, much to my delight.
We let go of the family drama yesterday and just enjoyed being together. I had a nap mid afternoon, and we capped off the day with a late night trip to the movies.
We did not have piles under our tree. We did not take pictures of each thing. We did not get cranky and worn out from travelling. We just hugged a lot and laughed a lot and let go. I’m looking forward to this whole week of decompression.
Some day, my kids will have kids of their own and Christmas will once again be full of hustle and bustle and craziness, I have no doubt. And I will love it, I also have no doubt. But until then, I’m going to enjoy just being home, being quiet and taking the time to make sure that my children know how much they are loved.
Peace, joy and love to you all.