As you read this, I’ll probably be 30,000 feet in the air, on my way to join my family in New York City, for a few days of fun and celebration. The holidays are the favorite time of year for so many people, and it’s not because of the weather. No, often at this time of year we’re scraping ice off the windshield and stuffing screaming kids into the back of the minivan to drive nine hours in a blizzard to grandma’s house.
The real reason people love this time of year, is because for just one day, a week, maybe even the whole month if we’re lucky, holidays take our attention off the “Big Me” for a while and shine it on our loved ones. We feel wealthy when we give. We feel complete when we’re grateful. We feel a sense of purpose when we serve others.
For me, it’s about the tradition. The camaraderie. And that feeling of reprise on Christmas morning, when our important busy lives get briefly put on the shelf, because there’s actually something bigger going on, something that doesn’t involve ME.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you, readers for bringing me so much joy and purpose throughout the year. This blog is one place where I truly feel surrounded by love. Every visit, comment, share, means more to me than you’ll ever know.
So today, drink a cup of tea, hug someone you love, sit by the fire, read a book, solve a puzzle, drink your wine, have a feast, and Merry Christmas.