I have given up on Christmas this year. Well the part of it that calls for me to leave the house and visit my parents and parent – in – laws. I am still struggling to walk on crutches and ache much of the time. Walking results in panting from the exertion and sweating indelicately. Added to that is that my hubby has a nasty cold and feels he is on his death bed. I am impressed that he keeps going to work and his voice is now barely above a croak.
So what we do for this day requires a rethink. Hubby and I don’t really celebrate Christmas in the Christian sense or in the retail sense. I am not sure we have ever created our own rituals. We both usually work through this time (well I did when I was working and he still does) so that colleagues with children can be with them.
One aspect of Christmas I do love are the Christmas carols (despite a poem mocking them (https://shadowrealities.me/2015/12/17/anti/). The music lifts my spirits and I know many of them off by heart. When I was younger I would go to the bottom of our garden and sing them to myself and the air (hoping the poor neighbours were out!). Hubby loves the Snoopy’s Christmas song and is often heard humming that.
I usually love wandering around the shops (not sure what my stress would think about this idea) but this year I just physically can’t. I love watching people and at this time of year there are soooo many people to watch. So no bargain hunting for me this year. I am even going to miss the Pandora retired charm sale on Boxing Day (that hurts!). So I am saving money lol! Yep hunting for the positives.
Scott’s wife said she didn’t miss Christmas with Scott (we lost him 2 years ago), as much as the rituals their long years of marriage added to this occasion. I am not sure Hubby and I have rituals for Christmas, so possibly on this day, in this year we will spend some time establishing some. Then we can incorporate them in following years.
So this years Christmas is restricted to what we can physically achieve. We also don’t want hubby sharing his cold with our parents. The previous years have been restricted by my mental state and stress levels. Next year is going to be different!! We just have to make it so.