I love Charles Dickens’ novel, A Christmas Carol.
Ghosts of Christmas past, Christmas present, and Christmas yet to come.
Scrooge learns his lesson about what is essential through his Christmas experiences in his life.
My husband and I reminisce about Christmas past – our first Christmas as a family of 3 where we all wore matching outfits but we didn’t have a home to call our own yet. On our first Christmas as a family of 7, our two month old son became anemic and had a fever for days. (We later found out that he has a genetic blood condition). We used to spend Christmas night sleeping in the basement, all together.
This is the first December where it has been difficult for the 7 of us to do our family advent activities together. It has been a logistical jigsaw puzzle trying to schedule our favourite things to do together during the holidays. This is what makes every single moment together so precious to me. To have all of my children sitting in our living room together by the Christmas tree, listening to Christmas carols or wrapping presents is the definition of my cup overflowing.
I don’t know what my future Christmases will look like. Having five children means that, as years go by, the likelihood of us having our tradition of doing December activities together decreases. But today I will take it one holiday at a time and remember that all paths can lead to peace if I don’t fight against time.