It’s only November but I want to talk about Christmas. Why? Because Christmas is in full swing here in Phoenix. Malls and shopping centers are decorated, decorations have been available for what seems like weeks, and we even have a 2 local radio stations that are playing non-stop Christmas music from now until Christmas day. Crazy, I know. I’ve always been adamant about waiting until the day after Thanksgiving to even consider getting into the hubbub of Christmas. However, for some reason things seem a bit different this year. It’s no secret that I’ve struggled with Thanksgiving and especially Christmas the past few years. While last year started the same as the previous year, I started to come around once Christmas grew closer.
This year it seems that the warmer weather has stuck around a bit longer than usual. You would think that would work against the idea of getting into the Christmas spirit…but it’s not. Instead of shaking my head at the decorations I see and the music I hear, I find myself smiling. I’ve always preferred to give gifts than receive so this year I’ve tried to get a jump start on gift giving…or at least figuring out what I want to send to who. I’ve fought the urge to purchase Christmas decorations for the past few years since we sold and/or dumped most everything we had before our big move to Arizona. What’s the point of replacing them, right? But I have a feeling this may be the year I give in and at least purchase an extra strand of lights or two to decorate our living room. Nope, it won’t be classy, but it will be spirit-filled!
Maybe this is why I’m all into the holiday spirit….A couple months ago DH and I were discussing the upcoming holidays. Since we moved out to AZ 2 years ago we have yet to go home for the holidays. It’s not so much that we don’t want to but that time and money do not permit. As I posted recently, my parents recently retired, sold my childhood home, and relocated to Florida. Since their move I’ve really wanted to make it down to see their new digs so DH said, “Why don’t you head down to see them over Thanksgiving?” I have Thanksgiving off and since I was laid off when we went to Jamaica I never had to use my vacation time. Now that I’m back to work I now have an entire week to use before the end of the year. How perfect?! Sadly DH will be staying home due to his schedule and having to watch the buzzbomb creatures, but for the first time in a few years I’ll get to see my parents on Thanksgiving, and I’m stoked.
Which leads me to my question for you: When I find myself sharing that I’ll be visiting my parents I catch myself saying, “I’m going home for Thanksgiving….” But then I correct myself and say, “Well, I’m technically not going home. My parents recently retired and relocated to Florida….” Yadah, yadah, yadah. What do you consider home? Where you currently live? Where you grew up? Where your parents live? All the above? Totally over analyzing but would love to know what you think.
Keep Smiling and Be Grateful =)