December High and January Blues?

The end of the year is always a wonderful time. In fact December is so packed with activities and things to do that the whole month is a whir of excitement. As a planner, I am in my element in December as I plan for dinner parties, friends gifts, Christmas and New Year events etc. I thrive on the adrenalin.

So when December is over, I often feel a sadness as it feels likes it all over.

The sadness I just felt now. All the fun events that I had been looking forward to for so long, had now happened, all those moments with friends and family had happened and we're now just memories. January 1st is a day that marks the era of new beginnings, for me however January always starts with a moment of sadness.

Anyone else get that feeling? The January 1st blues.

And then.......it all starts to turn around.

I start thinking about the new events coming up, the annual traditions that lie ahead, the February school holidays which are only 5 weeks away, the friends I want to invite over for dinner, the nights out already in the calendar, books I am going to read. Then I start to remember that each month has its own magic. Each season brings its own personality and its own set of activities. The snow, the first warm day of Spring, lazy Summer days, the garden blooming and the circle of life just keeps on going.

So whilst I am sad that 2015 has gone and all the fun festive parties are over, I do feel so glad to have had them all. Full of gratitude that I have felt that love and friendship so many times, that I have laughed with many, been relied on by many and sought out help from many.

2015 was good to me and December was full of magic.

So I will embrace the sadness as I know it will pass very quickly.





2 comments:

  1. I took our Christmas decorations down yesterday, some would say late but it is still too early for me. I love Christmas.
    As I was carefully packing them away I realised that I now have quite a collection of home-made valuables. Enough for me to start being able to count through the school years... Kindergarten= Pringle tube santas, Year 1 = nespresso capsule angels... And I took a moment to think about them. Really think.
    The love and joy that went into each, the pleasure that I get each year unwrapping them and remembering. Giving me an excuse to praise and cuddle and thank my children.
    I am less sad now about it being over as I know how much I will love it all again next year.
    S.

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    1. What a gorgeous post S. Thank you for that. Lovely memories indeed.

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