As children, we believe the magic of Christmas is effortless as we float joyfully through all the holiday season brings. Parties and presents, treats and tinsel, family and friends. It comes with a break from school and time to relax, play, sleep in and stay up late. We marvel at how gifts materialize right before our eyes as if there are thousands of elves whipping our favorite toys into existence straight down our chimney. We ooh and ahh at the glowing lights that just “poof” into place and embrace the warmth of the chilly month without a single worry.
Life is good. Happiness is easy. Santa is the man.
As young adults, we believe in the magic of Christmas but have learned by now that sometimes it comes with sacrifice. Turns out, money doesn’t grow on trees like we might have thought. Responsibilities may mean a tight budget for gifts or a work schedule that includes the holiday. We might miss out, we might have to set limits, we might feel the pressure to make an appearance. The budding independence is invigorating though because now we can create our own magical moments, spreading cheer through our newly found generosity and by intentionally setting aside quality time to spend with those we love.
Life is hard work. Happiness is not a guarantee. Giving inspires pride.
As parents, we believe in the magic of Christmas but realize that every single layer of the sparkle depends on us. Where are those stinkin’ elves now? {Oh right… on the shelf.} We make our lists and check them twice. We stretch ourselves {and our budgets} way too thin trying to get it all done with a smile on our face. We give up sleep, sanity, and any semblance of routine to do all the things, attend all the parties, and think of every opportunity to spread joy while sometimes compromising our own. We also look back and realize how hard our own parents must have worked to do exactly what we are tackling now. Gratitude for family and the beauty all around makes the challenges of the season worthwhile. The looks on the faces of our children the morning of December 25th melts away any lingering exhaustion instantly. They give us purpose and have become the most critical piece of the magic we’ve worked so vigorously to create.
Life is a gift. Happiness is intentional. Giving is even better than receiving.
So true! So wonderful to have you in my life ❤️
Love, Mom