Christmas Reset
I used to long to live in one of the beautiful historic homes in the downtown section of our city. I think I imagined a kind of life different from the one I live, and maybe more special in some way. But what I have learned over time is that a house is just a house and inside every house there lives a family with joy and heartache in equal measure. Things are often not what they seem from the outside looking in. This Christmas has been challenging; I’ve been sad for reasons I can’t quite put my finger on. All of our parents have passed away (Dave’s mom just passed in November this year). Our children our grown and Christmas looks different now. I keep showing up as the version of myself that tries to make everyone happy, and in the process, I make us all miserable. It’s time to let go of my own biases about aging and reset my expectations. Energy is my most valuable resource and I need to be more careful about where and how I spend it.