Quiet Christmas Day
Being in an interfaith household is always so interesting, because it’s Christmas, but I’ve been sitting on the outside for a while. We went to church last night. It was something that Charles wanted to do, and as the dutiful (soon-to-be) wife, I was more than happy to put on red dress and go. It’s been interesting to think about this Christmas as being both an end and a beginning. This is my first and last Christmas (hopefully) being engaged. It’s also our last Christmas in this house. Next year, we’ll have moved, and (hopefully) will be homeowners. I can’t believe it. This year has been the year of change.
Christmas as a grownup is also intensely different from what it feels like as a kid. I keep thinking about those Christmases, all the ones that passed, and what I want Christmases to look like for our (so-far imaginary) kids. It’s been so strange, but also wonderful.
We had a really busy morning, but now the kids are gone, and the dogs are asleep, and it’s just us. We’re spending a quiet day relaxing and it feels wonderful. This Christmas has mostly been overshadowed by the wedding that’s coming up for us, and many of our gifts were related to that. I don’t mind, but it highlights how much of our life that this one event is taking over. Still, it’s been so nice to have that quiet reflection today. I’ve gotten some work done, like this post, but I’ve also gotten to enjoy this holiday from a place of deep rest.
I hope that you and your loved ones have also gotten to rest and recharge, and reflect on another Christmas gone. Best wishes, and I’ll talk to you all soon.