I had the best intentions of cleaning my house this year, and instead it looks like something from the TV show Hoarders. I’ve yet to excavate my kitchen table from under the piles of papers and books so we can eat dinner on it—and come to that, I’ve yet to get to the grocery store to buy the turkey to actually cook for our dinner.
On top of which, I have two writing projects on the go, and Christmas cards I haven’t sent, and people I haven’t phoned, and Christmas movies I haven’t watched, and with my stress level rising, I remembered today was my day to post here and thought, “But I just haven’t got time…”
And then I stopped myself.
And knew exactly what I’d share with you:
The first ever Christmas post I made on my website over ten years ago, because…well, you’ll see why.
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This is the time of year I love the best, and yet it is the time when I’m most likely to feel pulled in all directions, with a growing list of things to do and never enough time to do it all.
School concerts, shopping for gifts and then wrapping them, getting my Christmas cards sent out before Christmas (always a challenge), and stealing an hour here and there for my writing…each night as I fall into bed all I’m thinking of is what I didn’t get done, what I still need to do in the morning.
But when things get crazy I just have to stop and remember the day when my elder son, then two years old, wanted to do something as we were leaving the house for our holiday shopping, and I, at the end of my rope, said, "I haven’t got time."
And my small boy just stood there a moment and looked at me, thinking. And then he pretended to reach in his pocket and holding his empty hand out, with his solemn brown eyes, told me, "Here, Mommy. Take some of mine."
At this time of the year we could all use a handful of time, now and then, to remind us what’s truly important. So here you are – take some of mine.
And here’s hoping you and the ones that you love have a wonderful holiday season.