We're not really a society that handles death, tragedy, and grief very well. It's awkward to talk about – painful even, and not because of the difficulty of the emotions that arise when we remember a tragedy, but simply because we are not very good at knowing what to say or what to do to help someone who is in mourning.
Even if I could simplify the holidays, I wouldn't. And the reason is simply this: it's too important to me. Christmas is a holy day. The season is one of magic and love and giving – things that my children need to learn. Those things take effort, time, and planning to teach, and it's my job to teach them.
This year, hot topics brought some women – famous and not-so-famous – to the forefront of national discussions about health, wellness, body image, self-confidence, and the politics of shaming.
I remember clearly how my cute little boys were no longer little when they became big brothers. And I remember how I suddenly expected much more from them – despite the fact that neither of them were 3 years old when the new baby was born.
Those few extra minutes of sleep may seem like a small indulgence with very small consequences – maybe a bit more rushing around to get out the door – but the bigger picture of sleep cycles and circadian rhythms tells us differently.
Maybe I'm a little too traditionalist, but I do think that it helps to keep the different roles in my life separated from each other. I focus better on my kids when I'm wearing my everyday clothes. I focus better on my worship when I wear my Sunday best. And I focus better on my workout when I'm wearing my Dri-Fit and Spandex.
Whether it be better quality food for all or valuing health over thinness, there's plenty this year to be happy about.
The 5-minute stretch breaks in my son's first grade class are probably an effort to get the kids moving when recesses and gym programs are not as plentiful or liberal as they could be for maximum health benefits.
In the immortal words of my Grandpa Holben (who himself was quoting Mark Twain), "If you have to eat two frogs, it's better to eat the bigger one first."
While I wait for the 28 hour day to come to pass, however, I'm doing my best to make sleep I get really counts – that it's restful, comfortable, and let's me use my waking hours as efficiently as possible.
The Daily Babble