Twas 15 days until Christmas and all through the house... Not a decoration was insight.
Confession time… I am not good at celebrating the holidays. I feel like it’s pretty well known that I don’t celebrate well. It just doesn’t come naturally for me.
As of right now, a whole week into December, I have no Christmas tree. Don’t even know when that will happen honestly. Maybe next week?? There are no decorations at my house. I have exactly 3 presents bought. There has not been a single Christmas movie watched, and the only cup of cocoa I have had was this morning because I wasn’t able to make coffee.
It’s not that I don’t want to celebrate, I do. It’s just…. Life. Life doesn’t stop at the holidays. It doesn’t give you a break to do all the Holiday things.
So in all my best of intentions to get festive and plan the perfect movie nights. To sit in front of my beautifully lit tree. To drive around and look at Christmas lights with my warm festive drink… Little to none has happened. And that is ok. I will live if I don’t do all the things. I will not look back and regret not watching Elf one more time. It’s ok if my packages are neatly and creatively placed under the tree. If I don’t even know if we have more than 2 strands of lights somewhere in the basement. For the sake of honesty, I’m not sure if looking at Christmas lights is all the exciting after the age of 10.
So in the moments that I am completely ashamed of missing out on all the Christmas things, I have to throw my hands up and give myself some grace.
Hopefully I will rally as a mom and learn to crank out all the fun Christmas traditions. But if not, I’ll do my best.
So if you come by my house sometime soon, just know… I don’t hate Christmas. I am just bad at living up to the hype.
But I pray that even if the festivities of the season pass me by, I can fully cherish the beauty and reason for the season. Because if I miss that, I will have missed everything.