I’m sensing I am supposed to be learning a life lesson of some sort this Christmas season.
I am a person who makes plans and has a list of items I would like to do. After becoming a mom, I learned how to adjust my plans and expectations to whatever the day was like. Like a slower pace version of myself. Creative and industrious but relaxed, ready to stop and jump in puddles without shoes.
The lesson could be increased flexibility or learning to let go. Maybe it’s patience or trusting that things, in the end, will be alright. It could be taking it one day at a time or breathing deeply and enjoying the simple things. Maybe it’s simply that life is precious, though, being a mom, this is one that I am aware of daily.
My “Chocolate Christmas” list is full but seems just out of my reach this season.
My dad’s mom, my grandma, died yesterday.
It was expected after a slow and sad decline with dementia. So today, for the second time this week, I’ll travel home and be with family as we remember her life.
So hold your loved ones close.
Take care.
-amy c
