Yep … we’re entering that time of year. The time that makes most people nuts. Add a deadline and you’ve got manic. Do not go near an author with a looming deadline during this time of year. You’d probably be taking your life into your own hands.
Speaking of taking your life into your own hands … I actually ventured into the shopping mall yesterday. Much to my surprise, it wasn’t the wild and crazy madhouse I anticipated. Sure it was busy, but nothing like I thought it would be. I wonder if that’s because the internet makes shopping so much more convenient. Hell, all you gotta do is a search, click on an item you like, arrange to have it wrapped and shipped and voila … gift accomplished.
Hmm. Just doesn’t seem the same to me. I guess I’m one of those people who like to browse, get ideas, find that perfect gift for a certain person.
I’m also one of those people who enjoy sending out Christmas cards. I’ve noticed in the past few years that this practice seems to be falling off more and more. I wonder if cards are one of those holiday chores that just seem like too much trouble. Personally, I love receiving Christmas cards. It makes me feel more connected with people that I may not hear from otherwise. And those chatty holiday letters? Love ‘em. At least it gives one the opportunity to catch up on the busy lives of old friends and family.
Decorating may be a chore and often a pain in the butt, but the end result is always worth it. Three years ago we finally broke down and went with the artificial tree. I got to the point where stringing the couple thousand lights that I insist upon was just getting to be too much. At least this way, the lights are already one the tree … although I do have trouble getting them all lit from time to time. Every time I take a decoration out of a box I’m reminded of when and where I purchased it … or if I received it as a gift. And every year I tell my daughter of their origins until I’m sure she’s sick of it. But I want her to know the history of these items and their importance to me. I’m hoping that someday she’ll be the one looking at a certain ornament or decoration and remember what I told her about it.
I guess I’m sorta envisioning a world where one day the Christmas tree will consist of a huge flat screen monitor rather than an actual tree. Where rather than visiting family and friends, everything is skyped in and called a holiday gathering. Where the holiday will become impersonal.
What do you think? Are there holiday traditions that you feel are important to hang on to? Whether it’s the personal shopping, the decorating, cards or whatever? Is there something you and your family do that you’re hoping will continue from generation to generation?