Ten Signs that you are infested with an attack of the Christmas Crazies
1. You find that your tongue is dried beyond redemption from licking copious amounts of Christmas Card envelopes, and stamps.
2. It is not a nice idea to send out Christmas Cards....it is a necessity....even though you are working two jobs and have three little kids, a husband, a dog, and two kitties!
3. The NEED of baking cookies to take to the entire neighborhood is constantly throbbing at the back of your mind.
4. The tree is up, decorated, you've been the home room mother for every single one of your children's Christmas parties at school, and you wish that Christmas was over and your kids were back in school.
5. Just as a stranger in a department store reaches to grab a giftish type of something you find your hand sliding under hers and pulling away the VERY LAST of a toy that your child is convinced they must have or simply DIE!
6. You engage in a wrestling match with the above mentioned lady to redeem that aforementioned item that your child will simply DIE if they don't find under the tree on Christmas morning!!!
7. There is a Christmas party at church and you insist on taking pictures with Santa and ALL of your children. Even Bess the thirteen month old that you KNOW will scream and cry in terror at the sight of a jolly old man in a red suit with white trim (how does he keep that white trim white going down all of those nasty dirty chimneys in the world)? MUST have her picture taken with him because after all this if for memories in years to come DARN IT!
8. You pretend that you're asleep so that your husband will get up and comfort Bess (who is having night terrors about some strange man in a weird red suit)!
9. You get up at midnight to go to a Christmas sale with toys that your children just HAVE TO HAVE OR THEY'LL DIE....and when you get home exhausted you discover that you saved 50 cents at the all important sale and now you only have two hours to sleep before your entire family will be up and want you to make breakfast! (Let them eat granola bars....after all you were up all night for them, right?)
10. The number TEN reason that you know that you're suffering from an attack of the Christmas Crazies. Your family is sitting around the Christmas tree singing Christmas Carols and all that you can think of is, "When can I insist that we all go to bed?"
Now the reason for the season. When my beloved Mama (94 years young) was a tiny child in the 1920s her Father taught her a lesson that has stuck with her over the years. Before they would go into the magical Christmas room where Santa had left gifts he would exclaim, "Christmas Gift." My Mama knew that he was reminding his family of the reason that gifts were given at Christmas. The original purpose of those gifts was to remind us that God our Heavenly Father gave the most precious of all gifts, he allowed his son Jesus Christ to be born into this world. He knew the cruel suffering that his son would endure. Yet God knew that it was necessary for Christ to come to earth to break the bonds of death for ALL of God's spirit children, that includes you and I. Christ had made a choice using his own Agency to make this grand sacrifice.
So as the Christmas Crazies threaten to engulf you in their tight hold remind yourself, "Would the world stop spinning if I sent out JANUARY cards this year? If I allow someone else to be room mother this year, would my children suffer irreparable harm that would lead to years of therapy?"
Review your priorities often, maybe each morning before you start your day. You may even find pockets of time that you can temporarily relinquish (like watching television or going on Facebook for four hours). After all Christmas Crazies ARE temporary. What is PERMANENT will be the precious memories that you make. Memories like the beauty of lights that surprise and delight your soul as you drive through a normally dark and dreary neighborhood as you are going home from your work. Remember the precious smile of your youngest watching Christmas lights and listening to Carolers sing. Joy on your child's face as they see the wonders that Santa brought for them will make all your effort worth it!
Just so you understand, I'm writing this entry to remind MYSELF of what matters during this time. There is a song by Sarah Bareilles that says, "All I am all I need is the air I would kill to breathe. Holds my life in his hands AND STILL I'M SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING..." Nyle, my beloved husband of 27 years, I still miss with intensity breathing the air that we shared. Nyle passed away in January of 2012.
Yet I know that he would insist that I continue "SEARCHING FOR SOMETHING!" I will use the "Reason for the Season," to not give in to mindless sorrow and the deepest of anguish. I will use the joyous Christmases we shared to keep me from the Christmas Crazies.
Oh I WILL grieve but it will not be the type of grief that drives me to desperation. It will be tempered with the joyous knowledge that because of God's gift to all of mankind, I WILL see my beloved husband again and feel that love that we shared.