At the beginning of November, the Christmas season is a sea of blank dates on the calendar. By Thanksgiving Day, however, it’s sometimes difficult to find even a single white square in the sea of open houses, concerts, cookie exchanges, special services and other events written in from then until the New Year.
This year, however, I’m slowing down. Back in early November, I accepted an invitation to a cookie exchange, not so much for the cookies, but for the socializing that goes along with it. At that point, the holidays were a blank slate.
Since then, fun things have come up, but I’m turning down most invitations. This is the year where less is going to be more. It’s partly driven by a desire to slow down enough to savor the events I do choose to participate in, but it’s also a simple matter of scheduling: in a single four day period at the end of next week, I could conceivably be running to six different, “fun” holiday activities.
More time spent at home, enjoying the silly Christmas specials from my youth. More time to curl up and address Christmas cards while carols fill the house. More time to be home to enjoy the decorations.
More time to contemplate the real reason for the season.
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