I am sitting here in the basement with the Christmas tree in my view, the fireplace is on and it is snowing outside! Yes! Finally! Last year, we had none. Nothing. Coming from Colorado, well, it gets to you. It has been snowing all day. Somewhat sticking, somewhat wet, somewhat blown all around from the wind. But it snowed. 😀 How convenient. On the first day of Winter no less!
I have to admit, I could make up things like excuses for how “busy” things are around here. I could pretend to be bustling with activities that cause me not to be able to write (ok, but I did go Christmas caroling with my church and to a performance of Handel’s Messiah with my parents.) 🙂 In all honesty though, I have not been feeling too well. I have been struggling with some physical things that I can’t discuss at this time. I feel this problem has built over time–most likely from my new medicines–but last week was the highlight of it all. And I felt sick…still do most often, but not at the present moment. Another honest blurb–I am craving a Sprite! I love peppermint tea, but I just am in a need for Sprite! But, because the eye medicine makes pops taste like metal, I cannot. Thus, adding another momentary frustration to a sick stomach feeling. You get the drift.
Not the greatest way to be spending the holidays, but to keep my mind off how I feel I wrote most of my Christmas cards, did some reading, and watched a lot of Christmas movies. Nothing too productive, but I did enjoy watching for the first time the classic film, Christmas in Connecticut. I think it might be one of my new favorite holiday movies! Speaking of movies, I wrote about the book, “52 Little Lessons from It’s a Wonderful Life” when I first started it two weeks ago. What a book! I read a few a day…last week, some days the words would just pop off the page. The little lesson would hit directly home…mostly because I was feeling a lot like George…wanting to do big and great things or travel the world but feeling stuck at home. My family resembled “Clarence.” Just again reminding me that I am not a burden and that it is ok to share my feelings and hurts–because then they understand what I am going through and why some days I am just
a tad grumpy.
But I am learning. I am learning to be open, to share. But it will take some time and a re-wiring of the normal thought process my mind usually goes through. Seems like a great time of the year for it…taking time to step back, rewind and think about the joy of the Christmas season.
Music has always helped me rewind. This is from one of my favorite Christmas songs, “Christmastime” by Michael W. Smith, 1998.
Ring Christmas bells
Ring them loud with the message bringing
Peace on the earth
Tidings of good cheer
Come and join with the angels singing
Joy to the world
Christmas time is here again.
More to come…