It is the end of the year. The weather has gotten cold and the holiday season is in full swing. This time of year is fun with the hot chocolate and the singing. The days are now getting longer which is a great celebration for me. I am not a fan of having to turn on your lights at four thirty in the afternoon. My brother’s children as well as the other children of the family will anxiously be awaiting their presents. I snapped a picture of my brother’s black lab in a Santa hat as part of the festivities. This weekend I will start to celebrate as I am going to numerous celebrations for friends families. I will have to plan out my meals as I have to take part in the celebratory dinners. It is difficult to have an invisible voice on your shoulder whispering as to what you shouldn’t eat. Thanksgiving and Christmas are both challenging for me with the vast spreads of food. I have to try and prepare myself by learning the menu at the different houses.
The holidays are about joy and happiness. I will do my best to step away from any of my internal dilemmas and truly get into the moment. I am going to try and enjoy each celebration that I am invited to. I am preparing for the days and nights to come. It is a special time of year; no matter what your faith everyone will celebrate something. The boys and girls anxiously await their gifts and the adults look forward to gathering around the table and sharing what is new in each one’s life. Not a whole lot has changed this year from last. I am still working towards my goal of becoming as independent as I can. My family is fantastic and they always support me in everything that I do. I am going to try and bring joy to every gathering that I am invited to. I will try to allow myself to feel the happiness that the children do. I am going to try and smile and laugh as much as I can and understand that people want to be around other happy people. I often think to myself how fortunate I am to be able to nit-pick regarding my appearance when there are so many that are stuck in the hospital and are unable to stand and see themselves in a mirror. I am going to try and remind myself of this whenever I start to feel myself having a difficult time deciding what to eat at a gathering. I would love to hear from anyone else who feels some sort of guilt in regards to food. I thank you very much for reading and I wish you all a lovely holiday season. ~ Noelle