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The last days of the calendar year, give me a sense of relief. As much as I like the excitement, anticipation and the preparation of the holiday season, I sorely miss my routines and the schedules I keep. By the time Christmas Eve is upon me, I’m feeling a little lost and wrung out.
This is also a time of reflection and planning for me. No, I’m not talking about resolutions per se. I don’t make a list of goals or set up any of my routines to fit a new habit I want to involve. Instead, my thoughts turn to how I feel about my environment, my life and myself.
I’m not one of those people who dwell on what I could have done differently in the past. I don’t see the point in doing that. I would say that in 95% of the circumstances where I’ve made a decision that didn’t turn out well, chances are that I would still have done things the way I did. In short – what I do, I do with purpose.
I ask myself questions that need answers with a comprehensibility that is truly for me. Of course anyone else can answer them too, but even if the answers are the same (which doesn’t always happen), what that answer means for you is going to be different from what it is for me. In some cases, the questions are different too.
I can come up with answers to these questions within minutes, but the point of answering them is to make me actually contemplate about what I want out of all this that we humans call life.
As you can see, it’s far from being resolutions of any sort. Yet, the answers give me a point of reference to help me continue on the path I have chosen to follow.
Some people thoroughly enjoy the holiday season. They are so happy that the humdrum of life has been changed, if only for a short time. They’re out there amongst the crowds at the malls and the shopping centers with contented smiles on their faces, searching for those perfect gifts they just know that they are going to find. You will probably see them at many of the parties having a rip-roaring time.
Other people have some mixed feelings about the festivities at this time of year. I would guess most of them would rather not even get close to any of the stores. They do it begrudgingly because, after all, it’s part of the tradition. These people love this opportunity to connect with friends and family that somehow get left in the dust during the rest of the year. You may find these people in the kitchen baking cookies and their special fruitcakes.
Then there are the people like me. You may be one of them too. As much as we like all of the lights, decorations and goodies to nibble on, we anxiously wait for the entire hullabaloo to be over. The holiday season puts us on edge, sometimes to the point of panic attacks or serious depression. The feeling of being overwhelmed can hit us before the big day. By the time ‘the day after’ comes, we’re feeling lost and wrung out looking for a glimmer of soft light.
The world starts to brighten up and seem even a little cheery on ‘the day after’, causing us to heave a big giant sigh of relieve.
What category do you fall into during the holiday season?
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