Final Reflections on Christmas

Final Reflections on Christmas

I know.

Christmas is over, but I’m still talking about it.

I’m sorry.

I don’t feel great about it either.

But I’m going to attempt to blog somewhat regularly again, and this was the only thing that I could think of to share today.

There are three things that I learned over the 2019 Christmas season that I want to remember for future Christmas seasons.



I figured out why I like gifts so much. It has always been a bit concerning to me how important presents feel to me. It seems materialistic, in a way, or like you have the wrong focus. But this year, I had a moment that clarified things for me.

I may come by my gift-loving tendency honestly. My Nana  (Jean) was a very gifty, generous, thoughtful person, and I see that in my mom (Janice Jean) too, and I think that aspects of it trickled down to me (Jasmine Jean) too. One might say that gift-giving is in our genes. 

Ricky and I bought each other Christmas gifts, and in the week or so before we exchanged them, we just had a whole lot of fun speculating and investigating and teasing and poking. When it came time for me to finally open my gift, I had a humongous feeling inside me saying, “DO NOT OPEN THE GIFT.” I recognized that feeling from other Christmases, although it was stronger this time than ever before. There is something sad about opening a present, because then you will know what it is inside. The anticipation is over. And there you have it: although I’m always grateful for the actual gift, the anticipation is what makes me love giving and receiving gifts. I want to embrace this and acknowledge it in my gift-giving and receiving all year round.

A fun fact for you- Ricky and I unintentionally bought each other the same gift this year! We bought each other suitcases- blue, hard shell suitcases. That reminded me that opening a gift can be pretty great too, in a different way than anticipating the gift is. A gift that was never opened would eventually grow sad and useless. There is a season for anticipating and a season for unwrapping. They both contain joy.


(A side note: Giving gifts used to be stressful for me, because what if the person didn’t like the gift I got them? That changed when I realized that I can alleviate (most of) that stress by simply taking time to thoughtfully choose a gift. Some things that have helped me with this are writing down ideas throughout the year as they come to me, not waiting until the last minute to do my shopping, and wrapping gifts in advance to avoid any last-minute scrambles or stresses.)


I typically feel rather “let-down” after Christmas. All the things that I was anticipating and preparing for are just… over. This year, I didn’t feel that as heavily. I’m grateful, and also want to explore what made the difference. I think part of it was that I was simply relieved to be at home again after everything was over. I worked full-time in December, right up until 6:00 on Christmas Eve. We drove straight to my family’s house from work. The next day, we went straight from my family’s place to Ricky’s family’s place. The next day, we went straight from there to Wisconsin for several days. It was all so good, but wow, it felt wonderful to come home again at the end. Perhaps my appreciation for the stillness overshadowed any let down feelings that may have been there. I also knew some things about my schedule for the week after Christmas. I knew that I was only working two days, that Ricky and I were just going to hang out quietly together on New Year’s Eve, and that I wanted to spend time reflecting and writing on New Year’s Day. Having these small things to anticipate and look forward to took away from the empty feeling that can come after a big event for me.


It’s easy to attend an event that you bought a ticket for or a banquet that you agreed to bring cheesecake to. It’s not always as easy to take time to watch your favourite Christmas movies, make Christmas cookies, make garlands, pray by candlelight each night, play carols on the piano, or walk around your neighbourhood to see all the lights. In the future, I want to be more intentional about scheduling some of these things that I enjoy.


That’s it.

That’s what I learned this Christmas.

I’m ready to move forward now.

My motto for the coming year is to do stuff.

Or, put more eloquently, move forward.

I’m excited.

I know that I’ve done it twice in a row now, but I don’t actually plan to end every blog post with a picture of myself. 

What did you learn this Christmas- about Jesus, about yourself, about the people around you?

What are you hoping for this coming year?

Are there any topics you’d like me to blog about this year? I’m just curious about what you want to read about!