Sleighbells ring, are you listening?
This is such an amazing time of year. Families are getting together, presents are being exchanged, traditions are being established, and generally everyone is merry.
In my personal circles we use the term “season of life” to describe where someone is in their world. This could be high school or college, young couple, empty nest, job transition, or anything. It is said that seasons change:
In the same way that winter comes to an end so does the time of raising young children, starting a new job, or getting remarried. Have you ever been in a season that felt like it was 20 winters long? It is always the great seasons that seem to be the shortest. When you are in adverse conditions it is so, so long and the light at the end of the tunnel is so, so faint.
I am notoriously not a huge holiday season fan. It is just too big and too showy. All the presents and traveling and fruit cake confuses the true meanings of this time of year. This year I’m particularly bah humbug on the season because frankly it has been a yucky year. Life transition has totally kicked my tail. I don’t think I have ever been more excited to see the calendar turn. Now this season hasn’t been all bad. I’ve found who in the world really loves me and has my back and I’ve found my spirit. I’ve strengthened my relationship with God and my spirit is really lifted. As in any cold winter, there are rainy days. As in any scalding summer, there are cool evenings sitting on the porch. Those bright spots were great and they have gotten me through this.
OK stop crying.
So as I wind down 2010, I am looking forward to this next chapter. I’m not getting any younger and I don’t have nearly as many seasons left as I did ten years ago. This is not a time to preach resolutions or sweeping life change but rather to think about coming out of the dark winter. And to appreciate that in order to have spring, I must have that winter. So that’s what I’ll do.