As a child my favourite day was Christmas Eve, the anticipation, watching the lights flash on the tree, Christmas carols playing all day, it all just felt so magical. I didn’t want to grow up and find out Santa was in fact my parents, but of course I had no choice about that.
Via @blackened_sky. #mummyshot
As you grow up you begin to realise that Christmas isn’t all about Santa, and life isn’t as black and white as ‘the good receive and the naughty don’t’, (unfortunately). I recently wrote a post questioning what I wanted our family Christmas traditions to be and received some great suggestions in my comment section. I also did some soul searching and chattered to my children. My eldest daughter is 13 and her class at school is making up hampers for the Caroline Chisholm Society. Caroline Chisholm lived in the 1800’s and supported young mothers who desperately needed help. The society still supports young mothers who may be homeless, have mental health issues that affect their parenting abilities, or may be fleeing from domestic violence. Aspen’s class is making hampers up that include baby food and goods, Christmas food and decorations and products for young mothers. What truly struck me was how passionate my young girl has become about this cause, and I am just so proud of how much she wants to help put together these hampers and make sure these women, (who in reality are not much older than her), have a Merry and Safe Christmas.
As a family we always give to certain charities, Save the Children, The Royal Children’s Hospital and The Cancer Council, and at Christmas we buy gifts to put under the trees that give to those less fortunate. When I wrote my post searching for traditions I forgot to acknowledge some that things we already do that are more important than any other traditions, and that is the tradition of giving. Not giving to one another in our family, but giving to those who do not have what we have. I was forgetting to truly count my blessings. I am so lucky that for each of my children’s first Christmas they were healthy, they had gifts under the tree, they were safe from abuse, they had nappies, wipes, food, blankets and an abundance of love.
The spirit of Christmas is the spirit of love and of generosity and of goodness. It illuminates the picture window of the soul, and we look out upon the world’s busy life and become more interested in people than in things.
-Thomas S. Monson
So if you feel like I felt, if you are unsure what traditions you want for your family? Maybe the most important one is giving to those less fortunate than we are. I know that is my number one tradition, that, and being grateful for the safe home my children live in.
I hope you can all find a worthy charity to give to this time of year, whether you believe in Christmas or not.
Christmas is the spirit of giving without a thought of getting. It is happiness because we see joy in people. It is forgetting self and finding time for others. It is discarding the meaningless and stressing the true values.
-Thomas S. Monson
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