Monday, December 22, 2008

Is It Just Me Or ...


does anybody else having difficulty 'feeling Christmas?' This year has been most difficult and I can't quite put my finger on it. I am usually excited by this time of year .. but this year.. 'nothing.' I think back in my younger days of anticipation for that magical night, where we put out the cookies and milk for Santa and a carrot for Rudolph and head off to bed .. but visions of sugar plums were not in our heads. Those were the days, when mom and dad skrimped and saved that we could have a Christmas. I remember when I was really young, I was tomboyish.. and I loved cowboys and indians. You know.. before we were forced to get politically correct....Well, I wanted the Have Gun Will Travel - Palidin gun set with the derringer gun. But I woke up Christmas morning and found a Wild Bill Hickock gun instead. Disappointed? I don't think so. But I remember still, as I buckled the holster around my pj's and went into my bedroom slinging my gun.

One year, my mom cut coupons from Kellogg's Corn Flakes boxes for weeks, to send in for a Miss Canada doll. I think she was trying to mold me into a 'little girl' and got me a doll. I miss my mom. Later as I grew up, my brother and I got bikes for Christmas. I remember getting out of bed and walking into the living room .. there wasn't much under the tree. Dad seeing our disappointment, maneuvered both of us into the kitchen and there were to two bicycles. I never thought then but do now, think of the night long hours it took him to put them together. They had obviously hid them somewhere, but we didn't know. Now some 50 years later.. I remember those sweet, tender and memorable Christmases. I think mom and dad were examples of what sacrifice was, back in the day. I miss the innocence of Christmas but I love the reason for the Season. MERRY CHRISTMAS!!


Monday, December 8, 2008

It's almost Christmas.. Yikes!!

Snow today! I love the season, but I am not a fan of the snow. Okay, maybe if I didn't have any daily commitments and that I could stay at home.. or ... as my imagination kicks in.. "somewhere in the mountains, by a frozen lake, in a cabin, with flakes falling gently on the evergreen boughs ... and me, curled up on a big chair, wrapped in a fleece blanket, sipping herbal tea and reading a good book and taking a moment to gaze out the picture window, to see a deer nibbling on a piece of bark on the nearby willow tree." Like that is going to happen. The thing is that this time of year goes the most quickly. One day it is Halloween, then Remembrance Day, American Thanksgiving.. then, Christmas. And you find that what you thought you had in time, has just 'disappeared.'

I don't like the commercialism, but as much as we say we aren't going to get caught up in it, you reluctantly do. The short Christmas list gradually gets longer, as you see something that you think someone would like .. so you purchase it. Then, thinking, 'Well, if I get this for this person, I can't forget this other person." Have you been there? Do you know what I mean? The ongoing saga.

Well, I have just over two weeks to cram in all I need to get done. Should I feel a sense of accomplishment when I get things done?... or failure, if I don't? Or.. better yet.. Why not just do what I can do and take time to enjoy the true meaning of Christmas... the Birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ, Family, and Friends and be thankful for the many blessings I have enjoyed this year.