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It's that time of year again. I have to get up 15 minutes earlier so I can warm up the car to go to work. I've started eating more soup and drinking more tea. Stores have pretty Christmas ornaments out on display and large racks full of candy cane-striped knee socks that light up and play 'Jingle Bells'. Christmas is one of my favorite times of the year. I love the crispness of the air and the crunch of snow under my feet, singing carols, piles of Christmas cards, candy canes and hot chocolate. I love my family traditions and the whole Christmas season. Itís a time for the family to just sit together and enjoy each othersí company.
The only damper of my holiday season is when we put up the Christmas tree. Since my grandfather died almost eight years ago, my mother has had no desire to celebrate or decorate for Christmas. I would even go as far as saying she would delight in avoiding the whole season all together. So every year after Thanksgiving has come and gone, my mother and I go rounds about whether or not to put up a tree.
Now to be frank, I hate arguing with my mother, Christmas arguments in particular. I don't want to make her feel bad, but I love Christmas and it would ruin the day for me if we did not take the time to put up the tree. Usually after about a week of arguing, I end up partly or entirely putting up the tree by myself.
I think that like this struggle I have with my mother, woman often have a similar struggle within themselves. Year after year, you can get worn down because of society and its perception of what is beautiful. At times you might just not feel like you are good enough or worth making the effort for.
I have had times in my life where I would just stop looking in the mirror all together because I didn't like what I saw. I let other peopleís comments get to me and would get frustrated when an item of clothing had become too small for me to wear. But over the years, I have come to the conclusion that these societal views are not healthy and should not make me second-guess my own self-worth. I am a beautiful person. Being a big woman is nothing to feel bad about. I'm not going to let someone else's opinions take away my joy. In the end, the only opinion that matters to me is my own.
I encourage you to look at your own life and find the beauty in yourself. You are in but a season in this life and you should be celebrated. You are always worth the effort. I hope everyone has a lovely holiday season and that the New Year will bring you bountiful blessings.
Submitted By:Amanda Leffler
|"If a man hasn't discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live."
~Martin Luther King, Jr.
|"May the spirit of Christmas bring you peace,
The gladness of Christmas give you hope,
The warmth of Christmas grant you love."