Not your Granny's Cranny!
Sharing my Learns & Feels along the way, of all things Life, Love and Niche & Cranny!
Passing by my daughter's bedroom today, I noticed the Jack O'Lantern door hang, still adorning her bedroom door handle. "Oops! I missed this one," I said as I took it off of her door.
"YEAH! Now we can go right to Christmas!" she exclaimed, as she skipped right on past me mumbling something about getting out her Christmas bedding. WHAT. No. "No, Maddie! THANKSGIVING," I stated, as firmly as I could manage in my kind, yet affirmative 'I mean business' voice. What on Earth. And just like that, I realized that my own sweet child, was also falling victim to the rush and bustle of the holiday season. More specifically, to the Retailer's Evil Spell that has us going straight from Halloween to Christmas! As a child, I remember that same excitement and anticipation that grew, tenfold, between Halloween and December 25th. We all knew that once the Tricks & Treats ended, we were only one more holiday away from Christmas. And what child wouldn't be excited about that? With the arrival of the annual toy catalogs in the mail, how we could not find our Christmas spirit even before we tasted pumpkin pie? So I do understand that sweet childhood anticipation. I get it. Of all the things that my 40-something year old brain forgets, this is not one of them. Still, I find my heart heavy when I stroll through Target on November 1st, to find it slathered in All Things Christmas. I find myself feeling an anticipation of a much different sort now... one of a parent who longs to hold on to every single day. Every single holiday. Every single special moment, with our children and family, for as long as God will allow us to! Don't get me wrong, and ask anyone who knows me.. really, just ask them.. Christmas is by far, Hands Down, my Absolute. Favorite. Holiday. Of. All. Time. Period. In the History of Ever. It truly is. I should have been named Noelle, or Pine or even Angel (wait, maybe Not Angel...) because that is truly how much I love Christmas. I love the music, I love the decor, I love the colors, the lights, the feelings, the food, the ambiance, anticipation, the wrapping & tissue, the shiny sparkly ornaments, and garland, and wreaths and cookies. I love the movies, the warmth and even the ugly sweaters. But most of all, I love the Magic, the Hope and Celebration of Jesus Christ and his Love for us and for our families. I love it all and I look forward to it each and every year... AFTER Thanksgiving. After Turkey. After Harvest. After Pumpkin Pie, and Mashed Potatoes. Gravy and Dressing. After full bellies, and endless dishes and Never Enough Tupperware. I love Christmas AFTER Thanksgiving. So, as I pack away all of our Halloween decorations, and pull out my turkeys and Fall-ish Anything, I do so happily and faithfully, observing this beautiful holiday of Thanksgiving. I do so, honoring with full intent what it means to be Grateful. To Pause. To Give Thanks. To Love and to Serve. I do so in the spirit of living each and every day with pause for what that day is worth, and for what joy that day brings. We will get there. We will get to Christmas. And if we do it right, in God's time, we will arrive Full, and Blessed and Encouraged and Hopeful.
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11/5/2022 03:30:35 am
When radio challenge. Should behind nice real goal mother always miss.
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