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Warm Fuzzies

Tis the season, right? Time to be jolly. Time to be nice to the people who are waiting with you in the slowest moving line in the history of retail. Time to give freely to the Salvation Army and adopt an angel from a Christmas tree so you can buy a child Christmas presents.

My question is why is that a seasonal thing? Why shouldn’t I give freely year round and God knows that a slow moving line at Dillard’s is always more fun when you chat up the hot guy standing behind you. When I think friendliness, kindness and generosity should be a daily thing, my friend tells me, “Hey, at least it does happen once a year.” So, I take solace in the fact that mankind can be jolly at least a couple of days a year.

One of my main gripes about Christmas is the commercialism of the holiday. Yes, I’m one of those people who can’t write X-mas because it crosses out Christ–the reason for the season. I’m all for gift giving and I particularly like gift receiving, but Christmas has become too complicated. There’s too much pressure to be happy, to have the perfectly decorated house, to give the biggest and best present, to cook the most spectacular meal of the year. It’s too much.

My friend, Ruth Burkett Weeks, did a (blog) earlier this week about spending time with her great-nephew. Quality time. No money was spent and I guarantee he’ll remember the day spent with his auntie way longer than he’ll remember what gift she gave him.

So, my friends, think about your approach to the holidays. Is it filled with pressure, anxiety and possibly depression? Well, get over it. It’s the season to be jolly. Don’t worry about a damn thing. Do what YOU want, not what society tells you. If you want to eat Chinese takeout and spend your days watching horror flicks go for it! Remember to take pleasure in the simple things in life.

I was reminded of this message the other day when I was frantically trying to get my Christmas decorations up. Why do I bother? I live in the middle of nowhere. It’s not like anyone is ever going to see them. As I flung boxes across the room and sighed in frustration, Mr. Taster Editor said, “Take a break.” Okay, he yelled it, so I’d pay attention.

I plopped in the recliner and decided to check my e-mail. That’s when it hit me–smacked me right upside my head. Jasmine and Kadee crawled up on my lap and wrapped me in a big old warm fuzzy. It made me happy. Made me realize that the beautiful decorations won’t make Christmas special. What makes it special is being surrounded by my family and friends and celebrating our lives. Sure, I’ll still go all out when cooking Christmas dinner because that’s what I do, but if I served frozen pizza my family would be okay with that too.

I really am a fortunate!

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Comments on: "Warm Fuzzies" (14)

  1. Excellent thoughts to carry with me today, Claire! And you are one who lives the spirit every day of the year. That’s why we love you!

  2. My husband and I started a tradition years ago. It began with us saving ALL our spare change for an entire year, then donating that money to charity. Then, the tradition morphed to: we set a specific amount of money we’re going to spend on presents for each other. It’s low- maybe $20.00. Then, we write out a list of the charities we want to support- like Habitat for Humanity and the local Pet rescue, etc…and we sit together an send a card with a check to the charities. That brings me more Joy! than receiving another sweater, bottle of bath salts or some kitchen gadget. Happy Holidays to all! ~ Linda Joyce

  3. mgmillerbooks said:

    This is a difficult time of year for me for several reasons, but I won’t go into them. What I enjoy most about this time of year, though, is getting together with those friends who ‘get me’. Hint-hint.

    • Mike, you’re always welcome at my gatherings. Trust me, you’ll get plenty of material–especially of the Southern Gothic variety.

    • Mike, this time of year is hard for me too. Mama passed away on 12/4 and Daddy passed away at Thanksgiving, so I get very blue however, Mama always finds a way to break through the veil and give me a gift. This year it was a journel dated 2/12/1939 of the books she had read with her illistrations of them. I will bring it someday and let you look at it. So, hang in there. You have friends.

  4. Pam Clemens said:

    What a great picture! Miss you!

  5. Here’s what I’m enjoying about the Christmas season this year.

    Getting together with friends.

    That’s it so far, but, hey, that’s enough.

    • Getting together with friends is my favorite part of the holidays too, Pam. That and seeing my nieces and nephews. My brother Darryl and my other brother Darryl have some awesome children. It’s a good thing the bubbas married well. 🙂

  6. Wow, you said it, Claire. And I absolutely love the picture! To think those two would be in your lap at the same time!
    Enjoy your Christmas, frozen pizza and all!
    Dixie

  7. Chinese and horror movies? God that would be perfect. But I would never get away with it. A woman I work with is going to spend the whole holiday (Xmas and New Year) in Portugal – three weeks in a five star hotel for the price of two – now thats a holiday!)

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