I'm counting down the presents I have left as I wrap them. This year each one gets a box, some wrapping paper and a circle of curly ribbon. These packages are marathon distance from the wrapping queen I started my adult life as.
I used to spend hours (and tons of money) making every gift perfectly coordinated and wrapped imaginatively. I thought the outside of the package should invoke as much delight as the inside. I'll admit my Christmas tree had an extra degree of festive back then but I can't actually recall someone even noticing the wrapping...they were all about what was inside.
Sometimes I get so busy doing things for my loved ones, I fail to be with my loved ones.
My kids would rather wrap imperfect presents with me today than unwrap perfect presents in two weeks.
My hubby would rather me snuggle with him on the couch than watch me struggle to adorn his Christmas present.
They don't care so much about my doing...they are interested in my being.
Today as we continue the 12 Days of Christmas, I want us all to unwrap the gift of being.
Let's give ourselves time with our families.
Let's give ourselves grace to giggle at our imperfections.
Let's give ourselves permission to execute a perfectly, imperfect Christmas.
Most importantly, let's give ourselves the gift of being alone with the One whose birth is at the center of our party planning.
Stop doing; start being. It's a gift you give to others by first giving to yourself.
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