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On rituals and celebrating

Forgive me if I sound whiney today, but that's where I'm at and I'm not going to be all fa-la-la-la-la when I'm feeling blah-blah-blah-blah-blah.  If you are looking for a more uppity post, then head over to the Blended Blog where I've put together a list of bloggers' favourites.

But for this space, you're getting 100% me, unfiltered and in the moment.  Wait. This is so very filtered.  You can imagine this post sprinkled with f bombs. That's 100% me.

Christmas is way more fun for kids.  I have such awesome memories growing up of everything Christmas, but that's because I didn't have to adult.  My grandmas did it all.  I'm sure my mom and aunts helped out, but really, I had two phenomenal grandmothers who were the Queens of Christmas.
I need to channel my inner Irene and Betty to get out of this slump, but man, do I ever miss being a kid at Christmas.

You see, I am now the maker of memories for my little monkeys and it can be a daunting task when not everyone is on the same page as you.  I want my kids to know the importance of celebration and ritual and the magic that can be found in those moments.  Why do we make a big deal out of anything anyway? I've come to the conclusion that it's all about gratitude.  Without anything to celebrate, religious or not, we lose the ability to recognize how blessed we are in life.

So in the spirit of Christmas, I am trying to do my best to create traditions so the kids will learn the true meaning behind Christmas: that message of an everlasting, unconditional love.  And sure, they will be spoiled probably too much, but it will be done in the spirit of giving. Because to me, giving gifts is a way to focus my attention on the other people in my life and less on myself.   I have really enjoyed letting the kids pick out the gifts for each other and was really moved to see how thoughtful they (especially Willis) has become.

I know someday I will miss these days and I promise to have a glass of red (or 8) and take a couple minutes to regroup, but in the meantime, I'm really missing the strong women in my life who taught me how important it is to have traditions.  Sigh.

Next week I will be sharing one of my favourite Christmas memories on the Blended Blog and you can bet it will be full of embarrassing pictures of tales of some great holidays spent with my grandparents.


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