My girls are my pride and joy. Don’t get me wrong, I like the boy too. I mean, he is my son and all but there’s something about hanging out with my girls that brings me so much joy. I can say that because I know the boy doesn’t read my blog but the girls do and if they try to tease him with this post, it’ll backfire because I’ve already texted him and told him that he’s my favorite. He knows the deal…
On this particular day, the girls and I had decided to go walking along the Back Mountain Trail, a nice little path that winds through the mountains where we live. During most of our walk, the girls were waaaay ahead of me, as I kept stopping to take pictures of every. little. thing. that caught my eye. At one point, I managed to pass them and as I turned around, I caught my daughter jumping off a rock ~ her mouth wide open, arms and legs flailing, it has been years since I’ve seen such unabashed joy on my daughter’s face.
As our children grow up, it can be hard to capture those precious moments when everything is right with the world ~ there are no bills to worry over, no tests to study for, no sickness yet to be diagnosed. For this moment, forever captured on film, everything is perfect and this brings me joy.
The other day I was watching CNN and they were talking about how to soothe the guilt over not being able to give the number and types of gifts one would like to give this Christmas season and I was kind of thrown for a loop. I always thought Christmas was about celebrating the birth of the savior with the gifts being secondary (possibly even tertiary) on the list of importance. Then I read an interesting post by Stefany on her blog To. Be. Thode. about how she and her husband want to refocus the meaning of Christmas from the secular to the religious by encouraging their children to choose 3 meaningful gifts rather than providing them with a list of “stuff” that they want.
What a brilliant idea!
Christmas has become so commercialized that the meaning (even if you don’t celebrate the Christian aspect of the holiday) has been lost. I’m not sure I even understand why people feel the need to go into debt to celebrate this ONE DAY out of the year. If you share your love with your family throughout the year shouldn’t that be enough? And if your children are counting gifts, then it’s probably fair to say they may be a little ungrateful and you need to cut back until they can show a little appreciation. Christmas is not supposed to be a time of angst and debt accumulation, it should be a time of celebration, joy and, dare I say, relaxation. Seriously, if you’re stressing over Christmas, you’re doing it wrong.
Call us grinches if you like, but my husband and I don’t buy each other gifts nor do we buy for people over the age of 18. Furthermore, we only buy what we can afford and we can only afford to pay for things with cash. So you know what that means? Our kids and grandchildren get meaningful gifts from us and we get the gift of appreciation from them. For us, Christmas isn’t about how much money we spend or how much stuff we collect but about the joy we get from sharing the love that we have for each other and the knowledge that this holiday is about the greatest gift of all ~ God’s love.