I have a confession. But first, a little background. There are very few things that I've wanted in life to such a degree that I could put into the category of coveting. When I covet something, I don't come right out and ask for it. That's too easy. Coveting requires deep, quiet yearning. And in the deep, quiet of my mind, requirements and expectations begin to manifest. Do I sound crazy yet? Maybe that's why coveting is often condemned? Hmmm....if I ever trade this blog and my BFF in for an actual therapist, I'll be sure to explore that further. I digress, I promise that this is a heart-warming holiday tale. Christmas of Two Thousand Ten was one of those years that I had something very specific that I wanted, but couldn't directly ask for or else it would lose some of it's meaning/magic. It also needed to come from one specific someone. It was our first Christmas as a married a couple. What I wanted, more than anything, was a book that declared us a family. For years prior to our matrimonial bliss, I had seen such a book on my mother-in-law's coffee table during the holidays. It was The Family Christmas Book. Year after year since her first married Christmas, she wrote in this book reflecting on her family's past year and specifically Christmastime. There is a place for the annual Christmas card and a family picture. Once she had children, she included letters to Santa. This simple book became overflowing with her family's story. I wanted that, too. I wanted her to gift that to me that first year so I could start writing our story.
My Christmas wish came true. For six going on seven years, I have done just that - eventually. This is my confession. I just wrote our 2015 story. (It's December 14, 2016 FYI.) I should be compiling notes for my 2016 story. My delayed action does not signify any decline in my adoration for the gift. This gift will always hold a special place in my heart. I hope to have two volumes worth of family stories to display on my coffee table every holiday season. In the true spirit of Christmas, I give this book to my friends who are starting their families. I also give it with these few words of advice:
- If you're a procrastinator like me, don't be discouraged! Write out a quick monthly outline of the past year and Christmas season highlights by February to reference when you eventually get around to writing your story. Your daily planner, iCal, or Google Calendar can help jog your memory.
- Tell the truth. The only thing I sugar-coat are Santa's cookies. Write from your point-of-view.
- Don't feel confined by the lines. Instead of writing directly in the book, I often type my stories and tape them inside. Use acid-free scrapbook quality tape.
- Read, remember, reflect. When you add your annual story, flip back and read your past installments. Life moves quickly. Our 2015 story written in 2016 can attest to that.
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