I’ve finally taken down the Christmas tree, packed away the stockings and tinsel. There is no longer a hint of what has consumed my life for the past few months. I can return to my normal, everyday responsibilities. I just have to remember what those are.
One of those, I was reminded by my writing friend Malynda McCarrick, was to blog. It was pointed out to me that I haven’t blogged since October. It wasn’t due to lack of subjects. But, how many blogs can you write about the ridiculous crowds at the mall, surviving the line of little kids at the Mall to take pictures with Santa or watching my credit cards melt in front of me from overuse. That’s not the Christmas spirit.
I was reminded this year exactly what the Christmas spirit was. It’s not shopping until you drop trying to find that perfect present at the Mall. It’s not shopping the after-Christmas sales so you’ll have a jump on next year. The Christmas Spirit is giving a gift from one heart to another. It’s a gift that transcends generations and can’t be measured monetarily. The Christmas spirit is nothing more than love, pure and simple. My friend, Judy was presented such a gift by her daughter, Krissy, this year. Judy had lost track of her mother’s ashes and because of riffs in the family she had given up hope of fulfilling her mother’s last wish. Krissy broke through the years of lack of communication, tracked down the ashes and presented them to my friend for Christmas. Now she can fulfill her mother’s last wish of having her ashes spread over her first husband’s grave. I feel a road trip coming on.
I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas filled with the Christmas spirit. If not, next year do your best to make it happen. Give someone the gift of your time, tell someone you’re sorry, visit someone you haven’t seen in a long time, give someone a long overdue hug. Reach inside your heart and give yourself to another. You have nothing to lose and everything to gain.
HAPPY NEW YEAR! MAY ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE IN 2011!