And so it’s December.
I had big plans in starting this month with a bang – full with holiday-related activities for my youngest, planning Christmas traditions, scheduling events and dates, preparing Christmas photoshoot outfits and all the other crazy things you think of when it’s Christmas and you have discovered Pinterest – but guess what, today has been another ordinary day in the everyday life of Aggie.
If this was a few years back, the Aggie would undoubtedly be disappointed with herself. The perfectionist would abandon all plans because, “Hello, it’s ruined – everything should start on the first day of December, Aggie!” She would shelve all goals, all ideas for next year, for there will be another Christmas, you know? Christmas happens every year.
But this year, the Aggie knows the value of each Christmas. She has realized that each Christmas is different and special, and that it doesn’t have to be perfect to be happy and memorable and special. It just needs to have the Aggie trying, and not throwing a fit when her perfect idea of a Christmas doesn’t happen.
I’ve experienced Christmas without a Dad.
I’ve experienced Christmas without a mom.
I’ve experienced Christmas without a husband.
And while those years aren’t in my top 10 happiest Christmases of all time, those Christmases WERE still happy ones.
It’s still choosing to be happy. Because happiness is a choice.
So the most wonderful time of the year begins, again.
I don’t know about you, but I’m already happy just knowing it has already started. Take it slow, friends. Savor the season.