Thursday, December 28, 2017

Well, once again, Christmas has come and gone.  I get all grumpy before because of the stress it causes.  I hate spending the money on things, just because we are supposed to give presents.  There has to be a better way.  I am happy how it all turns out, and I love spending the time with my family.  I love the excitement I see in them.  I love making the memories with them.  I love the once a year family photo we manage to wrestle in when we are all together!  I am spoiled by my kiddos, they are so thoughtful.  And yet, through it all, why does it make me feel so negative?  I gotta work on this for 2018 and figure it out, because many years later, after I started Walk The Creek, for this very reason, I still haven't figured it out. 

Christmas' come and go, and we make memories, and we have fun, but I still feel it.  I don't get it.  My good friend read this poem about Christmas, in a talk she gave at a church meeting, and I want to share it here.  Perhaps it sums it up just a bit....


See Mother, see mother laugh. Mother is happy.
Mother is happy about Christmas.
Mother has many plans. Mother has many plans for Christmas.
Mother is organized. Mother smiles all the time.
Funny, funny mother.

See Mother. See mother smile. Mother is happy.
The shopping is done. See the children watch TV. Watch children, watch.
See the children change their minds.
See them ask Santa for different toys.
Look. Look. Mother is not smiling.
Funny, funny mother.

See mother. See mother sew.
Mother will make dresses.
Mother will make robes.
Mother will make shirts.
See mother put the zipper in wrong.
See mother sew the dress on the wrong side.
See mother cut the skirt to short.
See mother put the material away until January.
Look. Look, see mother take a tranquilizer.
Funny, funny mother.

See mother. See mother buy raisins and nuts.
See mother buy candied pineapple and powdered sugar.
See mother buy flour, and dates, and pecans, and brown sugar, and
Bananas, and spices and vanilla.
Look. Look. Mother is mixing everything together.
See the children press out cookies
See the flour on their elbows.
See the cookies burn. See the cakes fall.
See the children pull taffy. See mother pull her hair.
See mother clean the kitchen with the garden hose.
Funny, funny mother.

See mother. See mother wrap presents. See mother look for the end on the tape roll.
See mother bite her finger nails.
See mother go. See mother go to the store 12 times in one hour.
Go mother go. See mother go faster. Run mother run.
See mother trim the tree. See mother have a party. See mother make pop corn.
See mother wash the walls. See mother scrub the rug.
See mother tear up her organized plan.
See mother forget a gift for Uncle Harry. See mother get hives.
Go mother go. See the far away look in mother's eyes.
Mother has become disorganized. Mother has become dis-oriented.
Funny, funny mother.

It is finally Christmas morning. See the happy family.
See father smile. Father is happy. Smile father smile.
Father loves the fruit cake. Father loves the Christmas pudding.
Father loves all his new neckties.
Look. Look. See the happy children. See the children's toys.
Santa was very good to the children. The children will remember this Christmas.

See mother. Mother is slumped in a chair. Mother is crying uncontrollably.
Mother does not look well. Mother has ugly dark circles under her blood shot eyes.

Everyone helps mother to her bed.
See mother sleep quietly under her heavy medication.
See mother smile.
Funny, funny mother.

Humorous yes, but sometimes I can't help feel like we do it to ourselves, to create this perfect atmosphere, the perfect picture, and in the end, it doesn't matter.  It all comes together and three days later it is over, taken down, and life goes on.  Memories are created is all we can hope for!!

What will 2018 bring?  Will it bring success?  Will it bring more trials?  What is in store?  2017 has been a challenging year in many regards.  I am glad it is over, and with cautious anticipation, I look forward to a new year to make a difference. Somewhere out there, I can muster up the courage to move forward.

I have plans, but again, am cautious, because life often gets in the way of the plans we make, and it takes us in different directions.  Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but I really hope for success in some of the other areas I struggle to bring forward.  My blogs, my books, my ambitions for my herbal products,  are all a part of what I hope to succeed, but each year, time keeps me from them.  Focus is something I have a hard time with.  Learning to say no is also up there on the list of difficult tasks. 


And definitely time out for camping and connecting with nature!

2018 will bring adventures, without a doubt, perhaps I can steer them to be good ones.  God bless us all in our adventures of 2018........


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