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That countdown. Over the years, one of the most frustrating traditions to get my head around was the reverse reckoning of time by commercial Christmas enthusiasts announcing the shopping days remaining. Understand my position. I prepare, shop, wrap, help decorate our home and gifts, and overeat and celebrate like the best of you. Yes, I am known to drag my feet at times.
Like many folks, I have weathered various bumps around past holiday seasons. Now, approaching December 25, some lingering negative memories bring on an annual funk (yes, for those that know me, funk is spelled correctly). Thinking the condition was the result of ever-shortening days, I bought a light to sit in front of to recharge my batteries. It helps. The blame for the next obstacle is owed to a lifetime of seasonal experiences as a first responder. There were undoubtedly sad stories along the way. Talking them through, I have resolved the conscious issues by pouring some of them into a book. Time and distance also have a way of healing.
Rounding the corner, visits to local Christmas markets, a couple of lunches and festive treats at the bazaar, my spirits rebound, delivering that needed spring in my step. An afternoon to finish the shopping, drain the list, and I will be in good shape. One shopping trip tradition is dropping off a donation at the Salvation Army kettle. I repeat the stops several times a season. It’s a small gesture dad shared with me decades ago after being treated so well by the “Sally Ann” during WWII.
Watching from the other side of the action as a retired responder, I am reminded of the sheer volume of people facing challenges compounded by the time of the year. Their struggles are constant, though the topic gets more press now. The number of organizations visibly reaching out to help those in distress is growing, a sign of the increasing demand and a solid acknowledgement of the urgency. Helping those in need, first responders and healthcare workers are repeatedly humbled. The cause and effects of stress on public servants are bonded to those with an unselfish human nature. It is difficult not to absorb some personal pressure.
From a modestly comfortable office chair, I am reaching out to friends, family and first responders who may be in need themselves. Too often, we position ourselves near the bottom of the list of getting help when trouble strikes. Generous to a fault, we don’t pay ourselves back soon enough. A move that would keep us all healthier and on track with our families and coworkers. It’s not selfish to take care of ourselves. Without getting mushy about it, it is just good business. Dad used the same analogy talking about money. “Pay yourself first so you can carry on.”
Finally, if you have someone in your life, a partner, friend or coworker, that needs help, do not put it off. Reach out. Stubbornness aside, don’t give up. Keep offering. Admitting you are struggling with anything is difficult for anyone. I am fortunate. Peggy shares her Christmas spirit through decorating and entertaining. Here is this year’s offering, hanging in our kitchen. Have a look for Peggy’s homage to her favourite author Louise Penny’s Three Pines”!
