My youngest and I went into town today to do some clothes shopping.
Everywhere we went she would exclaim,
“Oh look, I see Christmas lights”.
They were not even turned on yet,
but just the sight of them excited her.
Now that Halloween is over,
Christmas is all she can think about.
Last week she began a countdown sheet to December 25th.
Every night she knocks off a day,
so we are all very aware how quickly it is approaching.
My other children are just as bad.
Even though my eldest is twenty two,
she admitted today that she could resist no longer,
and had begun to listen to Christmas songs.
They are oblivious and discuss at length,
presents, clothes, holidays, decorations and songs.
My youngest wrote a wish list.
Her big dilemma is what exactly to ask Santa for.
Today after returning from town,
tired and more than a little in dread,
of that “most wonderful time of the year”,
I began to think “Am I getting old?”.
I used to love the magic of Christmas,
and never cared about the stress of shopping,
or the subsequent month of January.
Where did my Christmas spirit go?
I know some of it is down to my friends little boy.
There is the uncertainty of how he will be by Christmas.
Will we be celebrating?
However my anti Christmas feeling has to be more than that.
I decided to make an effort to try to embrace it more.
After all this is a very special time for my children.
What sort of memories do I want them to have in the future?
So tonight I heard that the first Christmas movie was on.
Did I huff and puff? No.
Did I mention it was still November? No.
I did even more. I sat down to watch it with them.
The Santa Claus.
Happily it is one of my favourites so it was no real chore.
The movie came on and I could feel it.
My hold on reality was lessening.
Old memories were returning.
Before I knew it I wished my sitting room looked festive.
I imagined the smell of the Christmas tree,
and the stockings hanging up.
As I watched this magical movie,
I remembered once more what Christmas was really about.
Not the religious aspect,
but the wonderful magical part of Christmas.
The part that makes children’s so very excited,
and allows us all to imagine the world,
through the eyes of a child.
Not the shopping, the cost or the commercialism,
but the holiday, the games and the family time.
Before I knew it I was wishing for Christmas!