Hey people! Today is just a little, sentimental one. I hope, for the most of you, you are looking forward to a night of films and Baileys, or getting ready for some festive gathering, or - hopefully not - rushing out to buy the last of your gifts. I wanted to wish you a lovely holiday, filled with loveliness that comes with the time of year. I know it's a cliche but I love the little things - employers let employees wear Christmas jumpers to work and occasionally you see people who are better off for the Christmas cheer. I know that the holidays can be stressful, and I'm learning that you can do everything you can to be festive, and still have things that are out of your control. But I also feel like things are what you make of them.
I wanted to remind you (I'm good at reminding these days) that it’s okay if your day isn’t earth shatteringly perfect.
I don’t want to blame it all on the internet and the commercialism of Christmas and milennials, because I hate that and think it’s dumb, but I do definitely think it’s easier than ever to feel bad about yourself.
Christmas can be a time that facilitates people prioritising what they want over what you want, so it’s okay to be a bit selfish sometimes.
It doesn’t have to be about making everyone else happy except yourself. It doesn’t have to be about conforming to the rules of ‘how Christmas day should go’.
So if you don’t find yourself crowded around the table with 8000 of your closest family members, chuckling over cracker jokes, receiving heartwarming advice-to-live-by from family members, transitioning seamlessly from breakfast to Christmas Lunch to Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, ending up tucked up in your beds fast asleep, that’s okay. Really, it’s just another day of the year.