I want to thank you for reading and hopefully enjoying this blog throughout the year. It truly means so much to me that you take the time to read various viewpoints and resources each week. I know there’s a great deal vying for your saber attention.
I am currently enjoying some vacation time as I get ready for a host of family gatherings. I hope you are having some down time as well with family. Whether or not you’re with family, I hope you also have some time for rest and reflection.
This week I’m offering a replay of my holiday blog about turning frustration into peace and acceptance. Okay, even when it just pertains to wrapping those gifts.
From Wrapped with Love
Originally published 12/23/11
Despite being up way too late all week with holiday preparations and feeling slightly stressed about getting it all done, I love the holidays!
To me it’s about all my favorite things – family, friends, food, and most importantly, the gift of love and light in these darkest of days.
I am a person who is most fed by my relationships with others. I just love time spent with those I love and care for and the holidays are all about that for me. It truly feels my soul, while all the irresistible Christmas cookies feeds my body. I have been so happy this holidays season, even in the midst of trying to check off my endless “to do” list…..except for one thing…
The wrapping! Ugh, the wrapping! I just have to say it – I HATE WRAPPING PRESENTS! Clearly, whoever invented wrapping did not have cerebral palsy or fine motor issues. I always procrastinate on this task. Everything about it frustrates me to no end.
Let’s begin with cutting the paper. You know those fancy craft scissors they have now that cut a jagged edge in the paper? Don’t need that with CP; muscle spasms do it for you!
The easiest part of wrapping is where you just take the long sides and tape them to the box. However, I am usually either too short or too long because I became so frustrated with cutting the paper. I usually end up ditching the scissors and tearing the paper.
Then come the ends of the package. Oh, how I loathe those ends! I can never fold them nice and neat like my mother taught me to do. I can never fold two sides the same. I end up using 800 pieces of tape to get the end to stay down. Then there’s somehow still a bulge of wrapping paper on the ends. I assure you, kindergarteners could probably put me to shame with their wrapping skills.
The other night as I began my wrapping, in no time I was struggling with an end and pieces of tape. My husband walked in the room as I exclaimed my obvious detest for wrapping. He walked up to me, gently taking the present and the tape, and saying in an understanding voice, “I know you do [hate this].”
I then smiled and admitted to him I cut myself a great deal of slack when it comes to being concerned about how the present looks. I said something along the lines of figuring that people understand wrapping is not a forte when one has CP.
That’s the lesson in all this for me – trusting that beyond my not so pretty packages (and believe me, they aren’t pretty!), people see the effort made and understand the love in the effort.
Isn’t that what we all hope for? In the messiness of life and the challenges it brings, when we strive for our best, but miss our mark, and when we’re doing whatever our personal best is at the moment, don’t we hope most of all that others see the love in our attempts?
And isn’t that one of the many lessons of the season? Beyond the frantic pace and spending, may we remember the love that each of us brings is what we really need.
May all your gifts be wrapped with love this season, even if there’s a little frustration thrown in there. Happy holidays!