Every year, I can't fully fathom all this craziness surrounding the holidays. It's amazing to me how crazy we all can get with the shopping, and the time off, and the snow, and the Christmas trees - for months in advance. When Christmas finally comes, it says a quick hi and before we can fully grasp it, it's gone till next year. That's it? The gifts just become things, the trees are thrown out, the lights taken down and before we know it we are all back to our crummy jobs and making new years resolutions that we all know we won't keep. What is the point of it all, I wonder. What's the craze. It seems like Christmas has long moved on from a religious holiday and become a hallmark holiday designed to make people spend as much as they can for no good reason. I have rolled my eyes at that in the past.
But then something happened on Christmas morning, after the proposal on Christmas Eve, when I woke up sensing this air of excitement all around me. I could hear whispers, and chants and giggles. I came out of my room and found the entire family siting around the Christmas tree, still in their pajamas, opening presents all googly-eyed, and hugging each other, with an occasional scream of joy or laughter of happiness while the smell of hot chocolate and cinnamon filled the house. I watched and observed and smiled, and truly realized then that I had it all wrong. It wasn't about the shopping; it was about the bonding. It wasn't about the gifts around the Christmas tree but the family wrapped up in those gifts. It wasn't about the ring; it was about the love and the commitment. It wasn't about the tons of photographs; it was about the memories.
After all, even for me, it wasn't really about the expensive diamond in this little box. Instead, the hours it took to stand in line to get that little gift wrapped touched my heart the most. I suppose when everything is done and gone and the gifts are broken and lost, that's what you really remember and cherish - the thought, and the effort, and the fact that they know what you like... and most importantly, the love.
8 Comments:
happy Christmas & happy New year.
Very true the price of gift not matter.what matter most the love behind it.
:)
Beautiful as ever. And I agree the price does never matter, it's the love wrapped in those little things :) xx
umm are you trying to tell us something raajii ?? :)
hi... Happy Holidays to you Raji... venturing here after a really long time and your writing continues to be as beautiful as ever... Continue writing and happy to know that u are healing... TC :)
intriguing:) sounds like you got quite a worthwhile gift. i think the black and white photo with the red ribbon is sumptuous.
True. Those priceless gifts that Christmas brings along is delightful:)
PS- Loved the picture.
So very beautiful :)
Its the bonding which is the real essence of it all :)
And diamonds ahem ahem ;-)
And the really essence is the task of choosing gift :)
Thanks :-)
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