Christmas is usually a happy time for me.
I don’t fall too much in that craziness of buying presents for everybody, I tend to prefer creating some little things made by myself. Because these gifts have more significance to me than something bought, maybe a bit carelessly, just to fulfill the giving frenzy which ends up in a meaningless shopping urge.
On the one hand, I’m not very good at choosing presents, because I never can remember those things I found before and thought they would be a great gift for this or that person. On the other hand, I do enjoy browsing stores and finding out appropriate tokens of my friendship.
This year because I didn’t have a lot of time and I had a little bit extra money, I didn’t do any gifts myself. For those closer to me, I think I did find the right items. Conversely, I don’t have anything for those others who aren’t so close but to whom I also would like to give a little to remember me and to express my appreciation… will I still be able to make up for that? Maybe with a little delay…
What makes us happy during Christmas is not all this “what money can buy” thing, but with who and how you spend your time in these days. So many people are saying this, but we are again and again falling for the easiest path of consuming, buying, ready-made, pseudo-almost-perfect, must-haves, must-dos…
At the end of my twentieth decade, this will be my first Christmas out of my house, away from my hometown and my friends and even my broader family. Thankfully, I won’t be away from my parents and sister, new friends and partner, but unfortunately it will also be the first time we won’t have my brother to sing some Carols to. It has been a big tradition in my family to sing Carols every night at Christmas time and my brother was the biggest fan.
I don’t fall too much in that craziness of buying presents for everybody, I tend to prefer creating some little things made by myself. Because these gifts have more significance to me than something bought, maybe a bit carelessly, just to fulfill the giving frenzy which ends up in a meaningless shopping urge.
On the one hand, I’m not very good at choosing presents, because I never can remember those things I found before and thought they would be a great gift for this or that person. On the other hand, I do enjoy browsing stores and finding out appropriate tokens of my friendship.
This year because I didn’t have a lot of time and I had a little bit extra money, I didn’t do any gifts myself. For those closer to me, I think I did find the right items. Conversely, I don’t have anything for those others who aren’t so close but to whom I also would like to give a little to remember me and to express my appreciation… will I still be able to make up for that? Maybe with a little delay…
What makes us happy during Christmas is not all this “what money can buy” thing, but with who and how you spend your time in these days. So many people are saying this, but we are again and again falling for the easiest path of consuming, buying, ready-made, pseudo-almost-perfect, must-haves, must-dos…
At the end of my twentieth decade, this will be my first Christmas out of my house, away from my hometown and my friends and even my broader family. Thankfully, I won’t be away from my parents and sister, new friends and partner, but unfortunately it will also be the first time we won’t have my brother to sing some Carols to. It has been a big tradition in my family to sing Carols every night at Christmas time and my brother was the biggest fan.
Hope you have a very Merry Christmas!
(We’ll be enjoying the beautiful Lancashire landscape
that you can see in this picture.)
