It is hard to believe that in a week from now it will be Thanksgiving. Personally, Thanksgiving has always been my favorite time of the year. Being with family, eating amazing made-from-scratch food, and slowing down to truly enjoy the little things. Because let’s be honest, the little things are really the big things.
Last year was my family’s first thanksgiving in our home here in Virginia. The boys had so much fun pressing the stamper down to help make these cute little homemade apple pies.
They also helped me decorate our table. Simple, yet festive.
And at the end of the night we all cuddled up under a blanket and watched a Mickey Mouse movie together. With our favorite stuffed animals, of course.
Don’t get me wrong, I do love Christmas and celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ our Savior, but to the world Christmas has become a materialistic holiday, driven by who can spend more. Yes I love seeing my little one’s faces light up when they receive a gift that they have been longing to receive, but I enjoy just as much watching them giggle as we read a silly bedtime story, or building a blanket and pillow fort in our living room. It also gives me no greater feeling than letting them run around outside and watching their eyes fill with curiosity as they watch the snow start to trickle down and lightly kiss their faces.
When I think about all of the Christmases from my childhood, I don’t think about the presents I received, but rather I think about the experiences and memories I have of my family. Like going to both of my grandparents’ houses and seeing all my aunts, uncles, and cousins. Or being an angel in the church play and getting to sing “Oh Holy Night” in front of a crowd of people. Or me and my two brothers staying up way past our bedtime to watch movies on the couch with my mom and dad, and thinking it was the coolest thing in the world. All of these things are moments and memories and none of it has anything to do with presents or gifts.
I guess the intention behind my post today is to help remind you that it’s not about the presents, and your love doesn’t show through what you buy for someone. It shows in the way you treat them and in the way you show them your love, year-round. As I get older and as I lose more precious family members I realize that things are just that, they’re things. But the moments that are built and the memories that are made is what sticks with us and reminds us of what is truly important.
This is our Christmas card from 3 years ago, and I love the quote on it. “Remember this holiday season that the best things in life aren’t things”
Thanks for stopping by!-Cara