by Lillian Csernica on December 20th, 2015
If I didn’t keep a running To Do list, I don’t know how I’d get anything done. When I’m stressed out I tend to lose my long range focus and the ability to structure my time effectively. I’ve done a lot of my shopping online this year. The rain coming down in buckets outside my window makes me very happy for that option.
This year has been such an ordeal for our family. I decided back in November to pay attention to all those articles on managing holiday stress and choose the activities most important and meaningful for both me and the boys.
Here’s what got checked off the To Do list this weekend:
On Saturday night I took John to “The Nutcracker.” He’s been asking to go tothe ballet for a month or two now. We know he enjoys seeing and hearing a live orchestra perform. I think the main attraction of the ballet was A) the costumes for this particular show and B) the emphasis on all those pretty girls with their long legs.
The Santa Cruz Ballet Theater put on a marvelous performance. Hearing Tchaikovsky played live was a treat in itself. The production values and the special effects left both me and John wide-eyed with wonder. As for the dancing…. Wow. The Snow Queen and her Cavalier made it seem like gravity had no power over them at all. This was the first of John’s Christmas presents. He kept saying it was “Amazing!”
John and I had dinner on Pacific Avenue after the show, talking about our favorite parts of the show. Despite the 40+ degree weather, we stopped in at Cold Stone Creamery for some dark chocolate peppermint ice cream. Oh my stars and garters. That was heaven on a spoon!
Today Chris and John got our Christmas tree. It’s become a tradition for the two of them to go to a tree farm and cut down a fresh tree. I had to admire their determination. Soon after they left, the skies darkened and it started raining. They did return victorious, if a little damp.
John has graduated to stringing the lights on the tree himself. He loves the colored lights that blink on and off and change colors in varying patterns. Out came all the boxes from the garage with our wide variety of Christmas ornaments, table linens, and John’s personal treasure, his Peanuts cuckoo clock. On the hour, Snoopy comes out where the cuckoo would be and the Peanuts theme song plays. We put this up only during the holiday season.
Once the lights and gold tinsel garlands were in place, Michael sat in his wheelchair to help choose ornaments and where they should go. As each of us pulled the tissue off an ornament, we’d hold it up for Michael to see and ask him if that one should hang on the tree. Once he gave us his yes or no, then he’d pick the right spot on the tree. After spending two months watching Michael lying there in his ICU bed, I cannot tell you the joy I felt seeing him sitting there happy and smiling, reaching out to touch an ornament or grab John’s shirt and make him laugh. Michael’s R.N., a wonderful lady named Joan, had a good time helping with the ornaments. They were all new to her, so I shared some of the stories attached to them.
Here it is, courtesy of Michael and John!
As for me, I put on a Christmas jazz CD and drank eggnog. All of a sudden, there it was. Our family gathered around the Christmas tree, breathing in the fresh pine scent, joking about hanging the good ornaments up where our three cats can’t get at them. My mother is visiting my brother right now, but she’ll be back for Christmas Eve. My sister is down in Southern California, but she’ll be back for New Year’s. It’s good to have time with just us and the boys.
In my family we party a lot during the holidays. My birthday is December 29. My sister’s is on January 1st, and my mother’s on January 3rd. I keep careful track of who gave who this or that Christmas present, along with who gave who that birthday gift. Lists! More lists! One of the traditions I consider most important is writing thank-you notes. Michael likes to create his own stationery, and John will add little drawings to his cards.
We have so much to be grateful for, and so many people to whom we owe our thanks.