When my mum passed away 6 years ago, I lost my Christmas spirit. It just didn't seem the same. Well, it wasn't the same. All of my Christmas plans in the past centralised around making sure I spent time with my mum.
Christmas is "supposed" to be a time of joy. Reality is, it can be a really emotive period. Loss of loved ones, spending time with people we don't always get on with, tension in relationships can be heightened, pressure to buy the perfect gifts, pressure on the bank balance, pressure to pretend that all is well.
The last 6 years I've done Christmas my way. I've disappeared off to Spain, I've disappeared into my home for 2 weeks, I've been out of the big day lunch, I've tried all sorts for it to feel ok.
This year something is different. I've had the urge to get the house festive for the first time in a really long time. I've got more lights up my sitting room, and I've got the urge to add more! I have a wreath on my front door.
For the first time in a long time I'm at peace with Christmas. Because, I've taken all the pressure away from what tradition, culture and community say it "should" be like. I am free to celebrate in a way that works for me and it feels so good. My Christmas spirit is back.
If you don't enjoy the festive season, think about how you'd really like it to be - then do that!
Now, how can I get more twinkley lights in this room.
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