Ah, the holiday season. What is it about this time of year that I find so…unnecessary?
I am sure there are people out there who have an uncomplicated, wholly joyous relationship to the holiday season. I can’t say I’ve ever met either of them, but surely they exist.
This post is for the rest of us. It’s mostly questions that I feel must have answers that I just haven’t figured out yet (shocking!). If you’ve found answers, or if not answers, progress toward answers, I’d be grateful to hear.
I’ll admit that I feel at least some sense of gladness as the holidays approach, because…let me back up. Every year, at the bright and shiny beginning, I imagine a meaningful year filled with meaningful connections with people who are meaningful to me. I vow to keep these connections going on a regular basis over the course of the year. And then November hits, along with the sinking recognition of how few people I actually connected with at all this year, let alone on a, haha, regular basis. The holiday party circuit gives me just this one last chance to make good on my Januarial vow. I’ll admit that I look forward to the holiday party circuit for this reason alone.