Every year I vow not to let the holidays get under my skin. Like a sliver, stress festers until you either get it out or... snap and write a ridiculous post like this to blow off steam. Though who has time for actual words this time of year? Not this Christmas crazed girl. Hence this (almost) wordless post.
Here is a highly (not at all.. totally made up) scientific experiment for you. The results will reveal if you are coping well with holiday stress.
I'm all for being polite and kind. I mean, I'm not a monster. But there are days when I want to be silly and, dare I say, inappropriate? What's wrong with that? There's a new sheriff in town and her name is Buzz Kill. I flat out refuse to invite her to any of my parties. Shoot, I have to invite her don't I? God forbid we should leave anyone out and hopelessly and irreparably offend them.
We handle life's difficult moments the best we can, but some "deal" more admirably than others. Three people close to me have all gone through life-altering events in recent days and handled it better than I ever could.
One faces cancer and is fighting it with courage, grace, and humour. I am in awe of her strength and the joyful way she approaches each and every day.