Christmas is Here
The season begins with advent…..the Sunday after Thanksgiving. We kicked it off by marching in the local parade in a “living nativity” of sorts. It is a tradition now, with 3 or 4 years of doing it under out belts.
We’ve kept up with the special gatherings and celebrations. We’ve planned and bought the gifts. The season has been sweet and I’ve done pretty well despite knowing that something isn’t quite normal.
Today. Plans to bake. Ok, I was supposed to do it yesterday, but I just wasn’t “up to it.” So, today, I set my intentions high and tied the apron on. I took a deep breath and tried to find the interest or desire to make the cute little yummy loaves I’d planned all along to be gifts for my closest friends. I wandered over to the window and stared at the rain pelting the shiny street. No, they really aren’t snow flakes…just more rain. Maybe tomorrow we’ll get a white coating.
The optimism is gone. I thought I was fine, yet I find myself forlorn. Maybe I should give up on the baking. I did make the eggnog…I figured if I did something easy the desire to keep working in the kitchen would overtake me and I’d be back on the horse riding effortlessly into the finale on Monday. That didn’t work.
Maybe we should go to a movie. There are some interesting ones out there right now. How much would that set us back? Forget it. We just saw one last week…”The Nativity Story.” Have you seen it? We had to travel a couple towns away because by the time we got to it, it had finished playing at our local cinema. Anyway, it was alright, I guess.
So, the day is dark but we still have obligations ahead. Dessert and bread for tomorrow’s lunch visit. Stuffing and dessert for Monday’s dinner visit. I guess I need to cook meals here as well. Why does it all seem so hard?
Up until yesterday morning when someone called just to see how I was doing, I was able to say, “Just fine,” and mean it. How quickly things change.
December 30th, 2006 at 2:05 pm
I know I’m late commenting . . . (and I haven’t read your newest posts), but I trust you were able to make it through. Why does it seem that “being blessed” and “blessing others” is so stressful these days? Maybe it always was, but there seem to be so many expectations nowadays that it’s hard to keep up, and if you don’t, someone gets offended.
I continue to pray for you, my friend.