“Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before! What if Christmas, he thought, doesn’t come from a store. What if Christmas…perhaps…means a little bit more!”
Growing up I was a Christmas fanatic. Begging my parents to put the tree up in October. Singing carols out loud and proud all year long, but since becoming a parent myself, a little bit of the Christmas Grinch has settled in my heart.
Eye’s rolling when another invite hits my inbox, worry about our bank account and the expectations remaining unmet.
I have had a Christmas intervention this year and have called a truce. I am asking my 40-year-old self to hold hands with my 4-year-old self and bring back the Christmas spirit.
I have made the decision however to lessen the expectations I am placing first of all on myself and secondly on those around me.
Saying no to obligations and prioritising my presence for my family.
Putting down my phone and listening to the person sitting in front of me.
Turning up the Christmas carols and this week I even put on a snowman broach, to make me smile again.
How’s your Christmas fuel tank feeling?
Do you need to turn up the volume and not take yourself so seriously? Finding happiness wrapped at the bottom of a garish Christmas costume with a smile designed just for you!
Happy Christmas Kin.
We are kin women
You are our kin.