Now that I’m a mummy, I want to start our own traditions.
I want the magic of Christmas in our own home and want to do lots of fun activities leading up to the big day.
This week we visited a garden centre, they had done it all up with beautiful displays, and delicately decorated trees, it was just so lovely.
Zachariah loved it, all the lights and tinsel was just the cheer up he needed that day.
But then I found myself getting tears in my eyes as I looked at all the props they had to create the magic I had encountered as a child.
There were stencils to spray Santa’s boot on the carpet, lots of different wish list packs for children to write to Santa with, reindeer droppings and so much more. I found myself getting upset as Zachariah would not be aware of all these things, I felt myself grieving once again over something my son would be missing out on.
It got me thinking about what I could do to give Christmas that sparkle and fantasy for Zachariah to enjoy.
Now it’s really important to me to remember the true essence of Christmas, celebrating Jesus, new life, joy and hope, but it’s also important to me to have family traditions and excitement.
I then started thinking about what Christmas meant to Zachariah, looking through his eyes made me see that Christmas was bright, it was full of flashing colours, it was about singing carols, and it was a time to play with fake snow, bells and exciting tinsel.
By looking through his eyes I could see that Christmas was already magical and I did not need all the props and letters to Santa as he had everything he needed.
All of a sudden I wasn’t feeling so upset anymore but wanting to be more appreciative of what we have.
Zachariah loves Christmas, last year he was so content just enjoying all the lights, glitter and noise.
Why do I get so caught up on the things he will not encounter but instead just focus on the fact that he is so easily pleased just to be part of the fun?
He is happy, he’s fortunate to live in a safe place, he is blessed to have lots of family and friends surrounding him who fuss over him.
He is unaware of the things I am so concerned he is missing out on.
Those emotions in the garden centre will most probably not disappear, but I can make a choice to look above them by cherishing everything Zachariah does have this Christmas which is love, and lots of it.
Focus on what matters this Christmas.