Almost at the end of 2016, and we’ve hit Weihnachtszeit or as they say in English: Christmas time. Solemn reflections for how politically-upside-down this year has been can be saved for New Years: also I don’t particularly feel like bringing down the Christmas mood so early in the day (It’s only 8:55am here in South Africa).
I love Christmas. The gaudy decorations and the carols bring not-wanted smiles to my faces as I’m uncomfortably shoved around the mall looking for gifts. The Santa Claus hats and TV specials (by this I mean Love Actually, It’s a Wonderful Life, all of the Christmas scenes in Harry Potter mashed up, and the Holiday) are my whole life from about September until January. This is not counting Christmas in July. It’s all a bit tacky, I know. But my favourite part about Christmas by a long shot is that I get the chance to remind people how much I love them.
Whether it’s baking trays of fudge and cookies or simply writing cards until my hand has a mildly concerning black splotch of ink, I love it. Crafting words and telling people how much I adore them is what gets me so excited for Weihnachtszeit. While I’m writing my cards, I’m often also reminded of how much I have in my life and how grateful I am. That’s always included in the moral lesson of Christmas stories, right?
I realise it is Christmas today and there’s not exactly a lot of time to send out cards, so send a text or call someone you care about and let them know that you’re thinking of them. Look around and think on how much you have to be grateful for. Practice hygge. Also eat Christmas breakfast. Have it be decadent. Potentially have hot chocolate with whipped cream.
Merry Christmas everyone!