While The World Lies Waiting
There is something very solemn about taking down the Christmas decorations. Quick and painless. Yet, we want to welcome our next Christmas with the warmth of this last, so we are careful to organize and pack neatly. The nutcrackers rest peacefully side by side. The ornaments are arranged by category- woodland creatures, jingle bells, santas, souvenirs and snowflakes. Even the cats seem sad as we quietly undo what it seems we just did.
There is a depression and unspoken anger that comes with January. The grey, dull world is hard to handle in the midst of Christmastime financial recovery and post-celebratory regrets. Life returns to a very mundane state of existence. At least, that is what it feels like after the holidays’ end. Family and friends go into hiding as the weather chills. The excuse of procrastinating no longer validates the growing to-do’s and should-do’s.
I like January. I like January because if December lasted all year, I wouldn’t love it as much as I do. I like January because it’s a shock of reality. The living room always seems 10 feet larger than before as soon as the tree goes. The entire house takes on a brand new light, clutter free and fresh. Now that I am moving slower, I see potential in what I was too preoccupied to see before. I like January because I like the shock and wake up call that reminds me that I love my life. Not the get-together-for-the-holidays life. I love my boring, anticlimatic, daily routine. It’s easy to forget these types of loves in the midst of December.
So, while the world lies waiting, I will live.
*Filed under Personal Life*
