The Twelve Days Of Christmas — #2

Time

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All of us will be sharing the experience of not quite being able to “Do” Christmas as we have in our Christmas’ Past. I am taking this opportunity to minimize my traditions surrounding the holiday.

I am giving myself the gift of Time.

No more hustle. No more crazy. No more being everything to everyone. Letting go of what needed to go a long time ago.

Perhaps this is the Christmas all our traditions get a once over. Read on to see what I’m talking about.

I’m a really great baker. My Christmas cookies and pies are legend. I got the baking gene from my aunt. Something I have done for more years than I can count is bake a shit ton of Christmas cookies and send them to friends and family far and near. It’s a lot of work — but a labor of love.

However — this year, I’m already tired heading into baking season. So I took a poll of the seven Humans in my immediate family. We got the Christmas cookies narrowed down to a few favorites. And I won’t be braving the lines to ship any this year. I didn’t survive 2020 thus far only to be laid low by an anti-masker at my local post office.

And with that decision came much relief. I get a by this year. So do you. I promise you — it will be okay. No one is going to disown you over keeping yourselves and your family safe.

I also have an artificial Christmas tree this year. I can’t remember the last time that happened. Maybe 1997 or so? And then only one year. I let my husband-at-the-time convince me it was a good idea. I hated it. The kids hated it. And it got donated to Goodwill ASAP when it came down. But this year, my roommate had a pre-lit tree, and remember I’m already tired. So I agreed. The ironic part was 1/3 of the lights didn’t work on it and I ended up stringing my lights on it anyway. But we have a tree. I took my ornaments out and trimmed it.

And with that decision came much relief. I get a by this year. So do you. I promise you — it will be okay. Your Christmas exhibition doesn’t have to look the same as it did last year. Or the year before that even. No one is going to disown you if you push the Easy Button in 2020.

On Christmas Eve, whenever my family would gather, we would have The Feast of Seven Fishes. Everyone loves seafood and while we had a few favorites, each year was an adventure to come up with seven different fishes to feast on. This year I’ll be with my daughter’s family. And we might order pizza. Maybe with anchovies on half of it — that’s a fish, right?

And with that decision came much relief. We get a by this year. So do you. I promise you — it will be okay. You can make anything you want to eat, the key is to be thankful you have options this year. No one is going to disown you if you don’t make Grandmother’s Rolls or Cousin Jane’s fruitcake.

See how this goes? All these traditions — things which connect us to our pasts — we think we HAVE to check them off or somehow it won’t be Christmas. 2020 is The Year we get to decide what we keep and what was always a pain in the ass and can go away. At least for this year.

Give yourself the gift of Time. Time to be with those you love (in person or virtually). Time to care for yourself. Time to exhale and just be.

You get a by this year. I promise you — it will be okay.

Namaste.

Self discovery in progress, stay tuned

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