I came online this morning and took a look at the blog, and thought: I've not posted for two months? I guess that sounds about right - on the one hand, I hardly noticed the time go by; on the other, sometimes every day is like a month.
Christmas approaches fast, and with it the end of a difficult year. I'm trying to use a single word to describe 2014, but everything I come up with, sounds so dramatic. I think, "Maybe "gruelling"?" But then I wonder whether "gruelling" is yet to come, and I ain't seen nothin' yet.
Not a very optimistic approach to the new year's possibilities.
My children come to me, anxious, upset that they're "not in the Christmas spirit." I feel so badly for them. Not in the Christmas spirit?! I worry, They're only children! But then I remember that, when I was 13, I despaired of ever feeling it again.
I guess they'll just have to get through it, like I did.
Like I do.
Hard not to scramble around trying to think of things to DO to make it happen for them.
Gingerbread? We could do another gingerbread house...
The Nutcracker is playing down-island...should I invest a couple of hundred dollars and take them...?
We could go up and spend the day snowshoeing on the mountain...
Maybe volunteer at the Food Bank again...
I hate that I can't fix it. I can't just put them in charge of directing the Christmas play, and getting a tree (a GOOD tree, not a POOR tree), and have them learn the true meaning all over again.
Solutions for this problem -- growing up -- don't come in 20 minute animated specials, classic though they might be.
And they don't come in blog posts, either.