And so it has begun. The season of the carrier
On the one hand I rather adore what becomes one long shopping opportunity and the other I feel every vein in my body tightening in dreaded anticipation of buying the wrong thing. Of forgetting to buy a little something for someone altogether. Of buying lots and lots of teeny little things I could surely create Christmas without.
Ready then for understatement of the year? I sometimes feel as though the commercialization of Christmas has gone a bit far.
Though I am not quite ready for a true Buy Nothing Christmas, some of me thinks that reigning things in a little bit might go some way to saving our bank accounts, waistlines, sanity and soul. Some of me thinks that if only we could hark back to a time where kids were happy with a tangerine and a handful of copper and grown-ups didn’t see Christmas as one long gin soaked endurance test then the festivities might just be a little easier on all of us…
Oh heck. Am I turning in to Scrooge’s lady friend? Probably not, for I am nothing if not a bundle of contrary emotion when it comes to Christmas. Take yesterday for instance when under the guise of helping her choose a unit for her lovely bathroom, I accompanied Kath to a furniture shop neither of us had previously visited.
And in we went. And with delighted eyes on stalks, and senses so very gently assaulted by quiet festive tunes that were just right and big fat candles emitting the scent of Christmas without rendering our noses outraged, we took mugs of milky coffee from polite men in checked shirts and wandered about in something akin to awe. Here was Christmas made perfect. Cabinets painted in milky colors describing a lifestyle we suddenly found ourselves desperate to step in to. Nothing too festive but on every surface a nod to the season. A tangle of seedpods. An amber scented
You see I want Christmas but I want a Christmas that doesn’t exhaust me. I want to choose one or two presents for those I love that are just right instead of the endless stuff of carrier bags I tend to offer people. I want to start Christmas the traditional way it has long begun for us with the Christingle service, watching Finn set his hair on fire while holding a
Though it does of course reek of the lure of commercialization in itself, I want a Christmas like the one in that furniture shop. A mood. An atmosphere. A sense of space in time that had Kath whisper “Oh Ali, I could cry” at which we both burst out laughing and so thoroughly and completely understood.
So much of what is heavenly about Christmas is lost to the very chaos of it and this year I want to experience wonder all over again. While it may be hard to set aside the season of the carrier
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And so it has begun. The season of the carrier
Oh Alison, you have summed up how I feel perfectly. I’m going to try to have a calm attitude to Christmas this year and try for a more hygge approach.
Perfect post, Alison! The season should be just as you described, with just enough..lovingly shared with our loved ones…thank you.
oh,can’t wait for more seasonal ideas in this vein!
A few years ago we decided as a family to stop the overdone holidays and it has been wonderful. We take our children and grandchildren on a ski weekend in January or February (we pay)instead. We eat Christmas dinner at a Thai restaurant and visit on Christmas Day. These have become new traditions for our family. We love to bake,eat special treats, watch movies and hang out together. I tell you the first year was a little strange but we are happier now. Our gift giving goes on all year and we make birthdays special. Now if I see something through the year I know someone would like I just give it to them then. Yes, I love random gift giving! 🙂
I feel such freedom now; this just works for our family.
I LOVE this idea of a ski weekend ! I have 5 kids ages 5 – 25 and Christmas has become overwhelming to me. I’m going to have to look into this idea! Thank you!
Festive Hygge! Boom! My favourite word!!! Julhygge! Christmas Hygge!!!! Alison you are my friend and you have well joined the dark side of the force that is Hygge!
I hate the commercialisation of Christmas; I cannot in conscience spend THAT much on a present that isn’t a guaranteed success. This year I have struggled to think what I want to get for Christmas, because we as a family have everything we need. So, I took a step away and went for the intangibles. The small things.
We will have our Christmas with pepparkakor nibbled slowly in between sips of mulled apple juice; we will have our scented cards (thank you, dear heart, for that tip; writing my cards this year has been a cinnamon dream!) and we will have peace in our houses, and it won’t have cost the earth. Just a little time and an acceptance to miss out on some of the excess that we always think we need. One box of chocs, not two (but they will be the ones we like best) and an extra candle in the window to light the way home for all those we have lost. Miss that event in the supermarket for a short session carol singing to the oldies who will smile and say ooh, lovely, before we come home to Elf and hot chocolate. I’m there with you, Alison. Christmas? I say BRING IT ON, hygge and all!
Would love to see a few shots of your new home, with some of your Christmas decor!
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