My husband and I started a tradition to collect meaningful ornaments for almost forty years. (Actually, it was my obsessive need, not his, to collect these pretty little things that delighted and made my heart sing.
Family members would come around Thanksgiving to help decorate the tree. They would laugh and roll their eyes as I insisted the tree needed more lights. I remember what my Nanna said when she made Chicken Fricassee, "If you think you have enough onions, add one more." I thought this made sense to the lights as well.
When it was time to open the enormous box of ornaments, I could hear the OMG moans. "There's no room. Why do you need so many? This is ridiculous?" I just smiled and said, "Every one of these ornaments represents a memory; a time in our lives that were special. There is a place for everything."
After hours of the family working in teams, the tree was sparkling, and everyone agreed it looked beautiful. When the latest addition to our family asked, "Why does all the fuss matter?" I responded, "The little Jew that could." She smiled in recognition because she was Jewish too. Somethings are just understood.
Wishing joy during the holiday season can sometimes seem cliche. Buying gifts, receiving presents, and attending parties is festive, yes. But what does joy really mean? Is it a feeling of wonder, awe, and innocence? Is it feelings of warmth and security surrounded by family? Or is it laughter, exchanging trusted confidences, and complete acceptance by friends who have your back and "get" you?
Whatever joy means to you, embrace it. Be reflective and think about how lucky and grateful you are for what you DO have. Perhaps you can DO more by giving your time or expertise to someone in need? If you DO, remember, it's the little things that count. And if you think you've done enough, "add one more."
Comments