warmth
Wow. Last week was a long one. Lots of emotion, togetherness, and love. Now, it’s a new week, and I’m once again reaching for my comforts. For me, winter has always been synonymous with warmth: finding it, creating it, keeping it close. This winter, I find myself thankful for those around me – both family and friends – who give me consistent warmth, sometimes without even trying. Plus, there’s food to help. Like this dish.
I don’t know if you’re like me, but I’m just a tad stressed about the upcoming Christmas season. It’s my own fault. I do this to myself every year. I make an unnecessarily long to-do list of crafting projects, decorations, Christmas cards. I should really start this process much earlier than I did, but the time between Thanksgiving and Christmas is just too short. Now, I find myself spending my evenings tinkering on this or that in the dining room until I’m almost falling asleep on the table. The trouble is: I just can’t help myself. These are the gifts I love to give to those I love. When I have a goal in mind, I just have to finish it.
Sometimes I feel like other people think my level of energy is crazy. I don’t rest until the late hours of the night, and I usually have a plan in mind for what I’d like to do within a week. What people don’t understand is that sometimes I feel like I’m “resting” all day long. Yes, my job is mentally taxing. But there’s no real physical labor. I can be a little creative but not in an artful way (more through language). So I think that’s why I spend most of my evenings crafting until I’m so dead tired I can’t keep my eyes open. I haven’t really moved all day. So, in the evenings, I like working with my hands. I like motoring around my home, picking up this or that, trying to find a creative solution for a project. I especially enjoy being around people as much as I can, as I’m alone most of the workday. And I like to plan plans for the week or weekend because I like to have something to look forward to. I work to live – not the other way around.
I’m finding too that the more I workout, the more energy I seem to have. Thankfully, I know what to do with it. Between food and crafts, I can keep these little hands busy. And this big heart can be filled in a much bigger way. I’m thankful for my hobbies; they keep me sane, at peace and happy.
Tell me about your hobbies. Or your Christmas to-do list. Or just anything you’d like to share today.
