Christmas. I don’t know why it is on people’s front lawns and in stores already. Holly in bloom, wreaths, and Starbucks has the red cups out – sure signs that Christmas is on its way.
I am not ready for Christmas.
Annie is asking me when can we put up the decorations and can we get a tree and Santa is a good guy, mommy. I want to keep Christmas in the boxes in my attic this year.
I love Christmas. I love the festivities, the hot chocolate, the driving around and looking at houses aglow, the decorating, making lists, the baked goods, photos with Santa, and the red cups. I love the red cups. But, it is all too soon for me this year. Christmas is rushing at me and I want to curl up in bed and take a long nap.
There is something wrong with me, right?
Maybe it’s depression ushered in by the season. Like temporary insanity I have temporary depression. Some kind of seasonal sadness….but I don’t think that’s it. I think I am just not ready. I like to be prepared. I want to take Christmas in and enjoy it. I’m bowled over by it right now. I realize it is only the middle of November, but I am bowled over. Christmas is everywhere and I’m being dragged into it. My friends are halfway through their lists and some have completed their lists and wrapped their presents….ahem…Lesley.
I’ve read about this resistance to Christmas on some of your blogs too. I am not alone in my too soon? The blogger of Teal Town has chosen to embrace the season even if it has come too early and I admire her for it. I think I will take my cue from her. Instead of fighting the season I’m going to take the high road. Instead of freaking out and being riddled with anxiety I’m going to let it in lists and all. And the red cups. Did I mention the red cups? I’ll take those too. I am not pulling out the Christmas CDs yet (are people kidding me with that?) and maybe I’ll give early Christmas a big hug and a smooch too.
I don’t know what it is about them, but they can melt the grinchiest heart.