The holiday season - mixed emotions running galore. Just like when I was a little kid. Or maybe I wasn't aware of mixed emotions; I might not have had any, blissfully unaware of the complexities of adult life. Today, in my 40s, the holiday season, with all its mirth, also comes with the stress of getting to all the holiday gatherings, organizing your own holiday gathering, getting the right presents, remembering who doesn’t want presents, updating my annual gift-giving to charities, finishing up the tasks at my job to wrap up the fall semester... the list could go on - scary, but true!
And in the midst of all that, I am trying to be present, to let go, to just be. I feel like a race horse chomping at its bit, waiting every second for the gun to mark the start of the race, but somehow, the shot never fires. So I find myself in this perpetual moment of anticipation, never arriving, always expecting, fearing, worrying - that can't be healthy now, can it?
The solution? Other than Christmas just being over? Once I finish my cider-run for our office party, select the best possible wrapping paper, check on the gifting list four our church's charity, I will let you know!