Earlier this week I had the fun of decorating my little Christmas tree and while I had the Christmas music cranked up (Mr Buble et al) I got to thinking about a few things. Firstly, I felt so grateful for the first time in four years I have been able to have my own tree. Since I moved to the UK I’ve either been too poor or simply had no space of my own for a tree.
But there was this tiny little thought about how I never thought I would be decorating a tree alone, at this stage in my life. I don’t really know what to say about that, it is what it is. I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way at this time of the year. It can be a lonely and difficult time. Even if you have family and people around you it can be strained as problems do seem to get amplified beyond belief during the festive season. I consoled myself with thoughts about how all the mothers I know get stuck with either putting up with their kid’s taste in decorations or alienating their children by refusing to let them decorate the tree. One of the lawyers at work was complaining her son wanted blue christmas lights! She was horrified. At least I can be really fussy and have a colour scheme of blue and silver and not worry about anything clashing.
For now, I’m going to celebrate and enjoy the simple pleasures of the season. That’s the only way I’ll really survive. The lights are twinkly, I have some beautiful carol services to attend (one at Westminster Abbey – can you believe my work service is there?), most of my shopping is done, I have what looks like a simple but actually quite fun Christmas forming (I hope) and a few days off to sleep, rest and create.
What I think I’m saying is, you’re not alone, this can be a hard time. I know it shouldn’t be and we should focus on the amazing gift that came with Christmas. But I know so much is about more than Him during this time. Enjoy the simple things, eat some good food and get some people around you.