This week I really struggled to find Christmas.
I could see and hear it everywhere. The increase in traffic, the crowds in the shops and the songs on the radio.
Yes Christmas was evident everywhere but in my heart.
However I have been actively trying to push past this feeling as it is at odds with my family.
My children are really looking forward to Christmas. My husband is going to have more time off this year than he has ever had in twenty years. It is all good. Except for me.
My mood can not just be put down to the loss of my friends young boy. It is also down to the fact, that like most who read this, I am up to my tonsils in work and present buying. It was all piling up.
So with a less than Christmassy spirit I went to work last Tuesday night.
My “job” is head teacher with a swim club. A job I love.
On Tuesday we had a busy day making up party bags for over 70 children. Santa had promised he would appear at my lesson.
As the children began to arrive there was huge excitement in the air. They went to their groups but many were completely preoccupied. “Was Santa comming?”.
Eventually he arrived. We rang the bell and just for a moment all noise stopped. Little faces looked towards the door and in he came.
It was magic.
He made his way round the pool waving to all. As he stopped at the various groups we saw small faces stare up at him shouting excitedly, “Hi Santy”, and jostling to shake his hand.
One group of five and six year olds, heads barely over the water surface, sang “Jingle Bells” at the top of their voices.
Then it was time for Santa to sit down and all the young swimmers to come meet him.
We were under time pressure but Santa and the children were oblivious. I tried to hurry things along in some small way, but as I watched so many happy faces, I gave up.
One little boy was bursting waiting for his turn. Eventually he was at the top of the queue. No prompting needed for him, “Hi Santa, my name is Derek. Did you get my letter?”.
Some told him they were very good, others that they were trying. Santa was very inquisitive asking did they eat their breakfast, keep their rooms tidy, be nice to their brothers and sisters? All questions were answered earnestly and honestly.
Eventually all the little swimmers had met the big man, received their party bags and had gone off to get dressed.
As they came out dressed they met Santa again, this time for a photograph. It was now 8pm they were mostly dressed in pyjamas and dressing gowns. Looking at their little faces as they gazed at him, some in awe, others happiness and some with suspiscion the cute factor went off the scale.
Eventually the last child left and we said a huge “Thank you and Goodnight” to a wonderful Santa.
I smiled to myself, I had found Christmas.
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15 thoughts on “Searching for Christmas.”
That would have been precious to watch. Seeing something through a child’s eyes is like seeing it for the first time ourselves.
Spot on. The parents, teachers and young teachers all enjoyed it as much as the children.
I get soooo overwhelmed. I have s hard time with sll the busyness..so I am doing my best too. This was precious. ♡
Thank you Laurie. Sometimes Christmas is so busy and stressful it’s hard to enjoy it and see it for what it is.
Totally. I have connected with sone who are taking things at their own pace a little more. I’m learning I have some choices. ..if even small ones.
So happy that you found Christmas again.
Yes it was nice to get it back.
oh, i am so happy for you, tric. and for the littles. christmas was always there within you, it just got lost for a bit )
Thanks Beth. It is hard to get my head around what has happened with my young pal, and yet be part of this happy time. However as with most things things are made better by being around children, I am trying.
Where’s the photo of you on Santa’s knee, Tric? Glad you found your Christmas spirit in time. I’m still looking for mine – probably stuffed at the back of my knicker drawer.
Ha ha. I too lose mine regularly but I am trying and this was a wonderful push to get in touch with Christmas fun. Christmas is really all about family and children.
I was with you the whole way. There is something magical about a child’s face when they see Santa. 🙂
It really is fantastic to see all that belief and happiness in one little face. A sight that would cheer up the hardest heart.
Yes, I need to find Christmas again, for me, too. Thank you for the timely reminder 🙂
I hadn’t realised until this year how important it all is for them. I’d completely forgotten.. When my little lady met Santa she told him she didn’t want just a little present (small package he had just handed her) and went on to give him her entire Christmas list. I knew it would happen. I was just a little mortified!