For the Moms

If I could give a Mother’s Day gift to all of the mom’s out there, it would be the book, Gift From the Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh. This little gem was first published in 1955, but the insights on life as a mother are timeless. Maybe more so in this complex, overdriven, high expectation life that modern day mothers find themselves thrust into.

Anne was a pioneering aviator, writer, mother of five children and wife to the famous Charles Lindbergh. She understood the demands that come from all directions on mothers – the constant pull on their time and the deep desire to nurture everyone else. It leaves little left over for oneself.

“Even those (other mothers) whose lives had appeared to be ticking imperturbably under their smiling clock-faces were often trying, like me, to evolve another rhythm with more creative pauses in it, more adjustment to their individual needs, and new and more alive relationships to themselves as well as others.”

Gift From the Sea by Anne Morrow Lindbergh

This book sits on my office shelf – a gift from my mom, with her handwritten inscription on the inside cover.

Being a mom

Being a mother is one of the greatest privileges of a woman’s life. But, from the very first time you hold that precious child in your arms, you realize the weight of responsibility. You become acutely aware that, as a mother, you hold the key to keeping this little being alive. There is an undeniable compulsion to protect him/her from the harsh world that they were born into, both physically and emotionally.

Our deepest desire, aside from the health and safety of their bodies and souls, is that they are happy. Ask any mom what she wants for her children and she will tell you, “I just want them to be happy.” And not just surface happy, but deep down in their gut happy. In an effort to care for them and secure their happiness, we make mistakes along the way. No perfect moms, despite our best efforts. Our parenting is often a product of our culture at the time too. Remember Dr. Spock?

As mothers, we sacrifice our time, sleep, and very being to care for our children. So much so that we forget the balance… that our children need to see us happy too. They need to see us living our lives with joy. Moms in the throes of raising children need to find the space to refresh their souls too. And not just on Mother’s Day.

That is what Lindbergh’s book gently points out. She takes a vacation alone to the ocean to rediscover herself. Through the analogy of the shells she gathers from the beach, she searches for the delicate balance of raising children but not losing herself in the process. Seeking that balance is timeless.

Being a grandma

Most grandparents do not care for their grands 24/7, so it is easier for us to strike that balance of time for ourselves, and time to give our grandchildren. We can slow down when we are with them to see the world through their eyes. They help us see the color of the caterpillar, the path the ants left marching across the sand, or the ripples spread by tossing a pebble in the water. We enter their world of imagination with them.

In these moments, we have time to gaze into their eyes as they talk and we listen. Really listen, because, as grandparents, we know that we will have time to do the wash, clean the house and pay the bills later after they leave. We are not pulled in ten different directions when we are with them, and that is the blessing that comes back to us in these later years as a grandma.

What a gift to be just a little part of our grandchildren’s lives.

Happy Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day is a celebration of women. Women who have given a part of themselves for other people. We carry that desire to nurture others with us wherever we go in this world. We love deeply. We weep for a world where children are hurting or hungry. We see the homeless person curled up on the sidewalk and think, that person has a mother out there somewhere. We love the world with a mother’s heart, whether we are a mom physically or not.

So, whether you are a mother, or struggling with the desire to be a mother, have tragically lost a child, or have cared for people with a mother heart, you have had the privilege of sharing a woman’s love with the world. The kind of love that soothes the wounds of life. And that, is something worth celebrating, so Happy Mother’s Day to all women!

Happy Easter!

Easter is a little early this year, but spring is in the air. The flowers are blooming and the wildlife are emerging. Easter and spring always remind of new hope and fresh starts.

I have been busy filling eggs, preparing decorations and stuffing Easter bags (instead of baskets) for the grands this year. I saw these cute little Easter jars on IG, so I created a couple of them to give away as well.

We will be hosting our annual family Easter brunch and egg hunt again this year. We have a little smaller crowd this time, with only about 30 people. (Yes, that is small for this extended family.) It has come full circle. My parents started the tradition of the Easter brunch and egg hunt years ago when my kids were little, on this very property. Maybe there will be a few eggs hidden in the lake again this year for some brave finder… just like old times.

My kids and their cousins after an Easter egg hunt years ago at my parents’ house at the lake, where we now live.

We were ruthless in giving away items when we downsized last year. We just did not have the space to keep so much crap. Besides, we don’t want our kids to have to go through all of our stuff when we leave this planet. One of the precious items that survived the cut was the Easter basket from my childhood. I remember the excitement of finding it every Easter morning filled with a large chocolate bunny, real-colored eggs and always a little chick perched on the handle. My oldest son used it for his Easter basket while he was growing up. Now I keep it to decorate with every Easter. It is filled with fond memories and good mojo. Keeping a few sentimental items gives an anchor to our history.

I hope that you and your family enjoy a wonderful day and that you find new hope and fresh starts in the joy of spring.

Happy Easter!

To All of the Exhausted Women

The presents have been bought, wrapped and unfurled. The cookies have been decorated and devoured, and all of the twinkle lights and Christmas decorations stand in salute to the 24 hours of magic. Like most women, “creating” the Christmas experience for those we love is wonderful… and totally exhausting. I am not sure why designing the holiday experience usually falls to women. Mr. U. told me that is because, if it were left up to the men, they would put out some buffalo chicken dip and chips and turn on a football game. Hum.

We hosted the extended family Christmas Eve gathering this year. This party has been a tradition for years. My mom started it when my siblings and I had young families. Now it includes all of our kids and their families (about 35 – 40 people). When my mom was no longer able to host it, my sister took it on. However, my sister recently had some knee surgery, so I hosted this year. Our new home is fairly small but has an open floor plan, so it was tight, but worked. There were only a few bruised toes. 😊

Christmas Eve would not be complete without a visit from Santa himself. Pic is from a previous Christmas when we had snow, unlike this year when all we got was a lot of lousy rain.

If you have been reading my blog very long, you know that I am a big believer in traditions. They are the cement that holds a family together (Benefits of Holiday Traditions Reach Deep | Seniors Guide). Our big extended family Christmas Eve gathering has a rhythm to it that we have maintained for years, no matter where it is held:

  • Everyone brings a finger food and/or some Christmas cookies to share.
  • My dad, who is 98, still leads us in prayer before we eat.
  • Each year, one of the adults is asked to read from the bible about the birth of Christ. My mom started this tradition because she wanted us to honor the reason we are together to celebrate the season.
  • Then comes the highlight for the littles. Santa makes a visit and brings gifts to all of the kids. (Presents are compliments of each child’s parents.)
  • Once the kids are busy playing with their new gifts, the adults have a cut-throat gift exchange. It is guaranteed to bring lots of laughter.
  • Lastly, my SIL leads us in a few off-key Christmas carols. Of course, everyone complains about having to do this. We are not a musical family… to say the least.
  • The evening is capped off by serving Tom & Jerry’s from my mom’s recipe. If you have never had them, they are a sweet, hot beverage and a perfect way to end the evening.
My mom’s Tom & Jerry Recipe.

Christmas morning was peacefully quiet for us. Mr. U and I still exchange stockings. Later that afternoon we had a small group of immediate family over for dinner. It is pretty calm and low key. By Christmas evening I was ready to put my feet up and watch a Christmas show, exhausted but with a full heart.

In moments when I am tired from all of the preparations, I wonder why. Why do we go to all of this trouble? Christmas is supposed to be about peace and appreciation. Then Mr. U told me about a co-worker that lives alone and does not have family close by. (We would have invited him to join us for dinner on Christmas day, but another co-worker already did.)

It was that stark reminder of how grateful we need to be if we have people to share the holidays with, especially the littles. THAT is the reason we women shop and bake and wrap and decorate every available surface. Because, as I have told Mr. U many times (after I am done complaining about all of the work for the holidays) if we women did not do all of this, it would just feel like another ordinary day. So, this post goes out to all of the exhausted women out there who made Christmas special. I see you.

I hope that each of you had a wonderful Christmas and now you can sit back, enjoy the memories and get some well deserved rest.

This is why we do it.

Experiences vs Stuff: A Last-Minute Gift Idea

It is that time of year that we all scratch our heads and contemplate what to get that special someone. Christmas is just around the corner, and we need to find that perfect gift… fast. I think that most of us are familiar with that panicked feeling. What do you get somebody that deserves a thoughtful gift but already has everything they need? How about an experience instead of a tangible gift?

DIL #1 manages a jewelry store, and she says that the week before Christmas is their busiest time of the year. That and Valentine’s Day. Mostly men coming in to find a “meaningful” last minute gift. After all, what woman doesn’t love diamonds? However, a quick last-minute purchase dilutes the meaning of an expensive gift.

Personally, we are at a point in life where we do not need more Stuff. We don’t have room for it, and I don’t want to keep feeding the consumerism machine unnecessarily. Not to mention that we just did a major household purge when we downsized.

Both Mr. U and I have been guilty of getting each other gifts that have never been used. It creates a nagging sense of guilt while it takes up precious real estate on the shelf. The matting and framing kit that I got Mr. U comes to mind. Never taken out of the package. (Just for the record, he did say he wanted one.) Neither of us want to continue to buy each other unused gifts. Yet, it feels Grinchy, and a little anticlimactic, not to give a gift at all. The gift conundrum is particularly challenging when birthdays and Christmas roll around in the same month.

Experiences instead of more stuff

I just had a birthday this month. And like most people that have birthdays around the holidays, their family members struggle to come up with both a birthday gift AND a Christmas gift. Poor souls. This struggle caused Mr. U to come up with a great idea for our birthday gifts. There isn’t really anything we need, so why not get each other experiences for our birthdays instead? This year Mr. U got me an overnight stay at a local resort, with dinner in their beautiful dining room. We had a lovely room with a fireplace and view of the lake. The memory of it will last longer than anything he could buy me. Now I am already planning where we will go for his birthday.

One of my favorite birthday gifts

One of the very first gift experiences I received was from son #3. Several years ago, he gave me a “paint and sip” evening. The best part was that he got it for him too, so that we could do it together. It was such a wonderful evening as we created, laughed and enjoyed each other’s company. Bonus that we got to take our art home. My painting is mediocre at best, but I put it up every year because it reminds me of that thoughtful evening with my son.

Son #3 and I with our masterpieces.

Gift experience ideas

So, as you are desperately trying to figure out last minute gifts, consider giving a Christmas card with an experience tucked into it. Here are a few ideas to get your creative juices flowing:

  • tickets to a favorite game or show
  • an overnight get-a-way
  • dinner and a movie
  • an afternoon at the spa
  • a round of golf together
  • an invitation to a high tea
  • a hike with a pack lunch
  • a fishing excursion or lake cruise
  • an art night

The ideas are endless, and it can be as elaborate or simple as your budget allows. It just needs to be something you can do together. It would be easy to get busy and forget to follow through, so you may want to include a specific date with the gift.

My sister and I have been getting my dad an experience for his Christmas gift for a few years now. We take him to dinner and a wonderful live Christmas musical. It puts you in the spirit of Christmas and at 98 years old, he appreciates it more than anything we could buy him.

So, forget fighting the crowds at the mall or the endless scrolling to find the obligatory gift that will sit in the closet and eventually end up in a landfill. Instead, try gifting an experience that you can do together. Mr. U and I still get each other a small gift and stocking stuffers, because, well… it is Christmas and it is nice to have something to open in the morning. (And the grands still get gifts, of course.) But birthdays are going to be about experiences together.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas from our house to yours! May you enjoy the season with those you love and hold close to your heart. I will see you after the new year.

Which Side of the Fence Are You On?

It is hard to believe that December is already here. It is time to get decorating for Christmas and asking Alexa to play Christmas songs. Or is it? Maybe I am too late. The stores have had their Christmas decorations up and Christmas carols playing for several weeks now. Actually, right after Halloween. I suppose because Halloween and Christmas are the money-making holidays and Thanksgiving is not. The IG content creators tell me that many of the items they were going to share are already sold out. People have sunk into Christmas in October and simply bypassed autumn and Thanksgiving.

We had an interesting conversation at the Thanksgiving table this year. People debated the merits of putting up your tree before or after Thanksgiving. Christmas is probably the biggest, most favored holiday of the year and several people wanted to enjoy the twinkle lights for as long as possible. Others felt like fall and Thanksgiving deserved to be celebrated fully first.

The lovely couple we visited with across the table from us, were on two different sides of the fence. She was ready to put the tree up weeks ago, and he was in the camp that wants to wait until after Thanksgiving. It was a fun conversation, and I am happy to say that no one whipped out their phone to determine the majority of people’s answer to this question.

The adult table was full, as well as 10 children at the kid’s table. Mr. U informed me solemnly that he was the second oldest person there.

Which side of the fence are you?

Personally, I am on the side of the fence that believes in waiting until after Thanksgiving. This started out of necessity many years ago when all of the kids were at home. We usually had the three days after Thanksgiving off from work and school, so it was the perfect time to pull out the Christmas boxes and get started. Besides, I love autumn and Thanksgiving and do not want to rush past them. But there is something special about the generosity and spirit of Christmas that pulls me. So, the day after Thanksgiving, watch out! I will be hauling out boxes, lighting candles and singing “I’m dreaming of a white Christmas…”

Our little city kicks off the Christmas season with an annual parade, fireworks and a tree lighting ceremony. I am glad they wait until the Friday after Thanksgiving to do this. It is a great way to commence the season. We were fortunate to be invited to our DIL’s mother’s condo to have snacks, sip hot cider and observe the festivities from a bird’s eye view.

So, which side of the fence are you on? And since our Canadian neighbors celebrate Thanksgiving in October, how do they decide when to put up their Christmas decorations? It is Monday, December 1st as I write this post and all of my Christmas decorations were put up over the weekend. l am retired now but old habits are hard to break. Besides I like the tradition of putting up the Christmas decorations the weekend after Thanksgiving. We don’t have the Christmas tree up yet though. We still need to decide whether we are going real or fake this year. Of course that is a whole other debate for another day.

I hope you enjoy the festivities of preparing for this season of warmth and goodwill, whichever side of the fence you are on.

Cheers to the retirement years!