I don’t typically publish posts on Thursdays, but here I am. I’ve been all over the place with my writing. Oh well – just know that I am a work in progress.
Today’s post has nothing to do with these photos, but the sunset was so beautiful this past week. I definitely wanted to share them with you.
In one direction, the sky was orange and gold. From the other direction, it was painted pink and purple.
Baby, it’s COLD outside!
Whether we like it or not, Christmas is right around the corner. Over the years, I have become increasingly irritated by the holiday. I can hear your gasps! It’s true. In fact, if I remember correctly, last year we didn’t even put up our tree until December 22. I wouldn’t say everyone in my house shares my disdain, but we are a far cry from Buddy the Elf.
People are forever asking me why I dislike Christmas so much. The truth is, I haven’t always been such a Scrooge. Life happens and things change.
I don’t play the “divorce” card often. Honestly, I don’t use it any time. But if I’m being honest with myself, it has a lot to do with why I’m not Christmas’ #1 fan. When I was married, Christmas came EARLY! It was our favorite time of year. We decorated every inch of the house, listened to all the music, sang all the songs, saw all the lights and drank all the hot chocolate. Christmas Eve was such a special time. Every year, we spent the night with my in laws and woke up to so much JOY. After a big breakfast, we’d head over to my parents’ house and spend the rest of the day with them. Fast forward to the first Christmas I was separated. JP went through a time where he was pretty mad at me. He wanted to spend most of his time with his dad. (And that was totally okay. I’ve always encouraged their relationship.) Having said that, Christmas morning was an absolute nightmare. I was 100% miserable. That was the last time JP spent Christmas morning away from me! Things have improved over the years and we are both in a much better place. Christmas will never be the same, it will be better because I’ve learned what really matters.
I’ve realized it’s not actually Christmas I’m so turned off by, but all the commercialism that surrounds it. All the expensive presents nobody needs and the time and energy wasted on shopping and Santa (not saying Santa is a bad thing, we still play for Preston) could be better spent with family and friends.
In the beginning, I told you these photos have nothing to do with this post. That’s not so. They have everything to do with Christmas. Rather than gifts this year, I’ve asked for memories. I want to spend time with the people I love. I want an experience, not a tangible goodie I can hold in my hands. These photos are about so much more than a sunset. They represent time spent walking along the beach with Preston. Time is a priceless gift. Once it’s gone, you can’t get it back.
Now you know why I have a hard time clothing myself in Christmas cheer. If you’ll excuse me, I have tickets to see the new GRINCH movie – clearly he and I have a lot in common!