Kevin's birthday is coming up soon. This starts the fast slide into the holiday season. Kevin's birthday, Thanksgiving, and Christmas all come one right after the other. As a result, though it's still a week till Halloween, my mind is already starting to drift into the holidays. There's the fact, too, that this is my favorite time of year. Christmas = magic. The last couple years, I've gotten a small taste of how stressful the holidays can be. I know that this won't go away. But I can't help it. Every year, about this time of year, I start to get that "excited" feel. I love the cards, and the hope of snow, and the corny holiday movies, and the sappy commercials, and the Christmas tree, and the wrapped package, and the songs on the radio, and the carols at church, and the cookies, and the anticipation. Today I was at Michaels, which is my favorite crafts store EVER, to buy a fall garland for the fireplace mantle. I did buy the garland, but I was also helplessly drawn to the glass bulbs and immediately had all sorts of ideas of what to do with those. I played among the snowmen figures and the candles and the green wreaths.
This is our first married Christmas. I know that all those things that I've mentioned are commercial and that there are those out there who might say I'm missing the true meaning of Christmas. I would argue with you that Christmas is about the magic and miracle of Christ's birth. When we decorate our homes, we bring a sense of magic to our own everyday lives. That magic feeling is my favorite part of the season. So while I resisted the temptation to buy those holiday items today, I won't resist in another month when the holiday season is truly upon us. I look forward to bringing another magic season to my new home and this new phase of my life.
If I'm one of those people that are said to be wrapped in commercialism, so be it.
Guilty as charged.
"I get something out of them. When I feel down, I like to treat myself. Clothes never look any good, and food just makes me fatter, but shoes always fit." In Her Shoes ~Jennifer Weiner
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Maria:
You aren't guilty. At the heart of your enjoyment of all that glitters is a celebration of the birth of Jesus. Those who *are* guilty are the ones who look for meaning in materialism and never even consider the Savior's birth.
More importantly: Only 8 more days until Kevinpalooza.
lol! Ruth Anne, I hadn't thought to call it Kevinpalooza, but that's exactly what it is! The celebration actually begins on October 31 because, "somewhere in the world my birthday day is beginning" and goes until Nov 2 because "somewhere in the world it's still my birthday"...by the time we get to Nov 3, I'm exhausted! ;)
Maria:
Just be glad that Kevin isn't Catholic. Major Feasts are celebrated for an OCTAVE--that's right--Eight Solid Days. Examples: Christmas, Easter, and the Octave between the Assumption and the Coronation of Mary, Queen of the Universe. Octaves begin on the evening before the holiday and for the 7 days following. [ex. Christmas Eve through New Year's]
And yet, amazingly, he finds a way to extend the "holiday" as long as he can. Perhaps what we have here is a Southern Baptist who is actually a Roman Catholic at heart... a true religious miracle ;)
Hmpf.
Maria:
We'll take him on the Vatican team whenever he decides to join the draft. He'd probably make an excellent Catholic.
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