In our house, my husband checks the mail, pays the bills and tosses me the occasional magazine or kid’s birthday party invite. So, for 11 months out of the year I never give the mail a second thought. But then comes the holidays and I find myself eagerly rushing to the kitchen counter when I get home to see what arrived.
I smile when I receive the card from my first grade teacher and when I see the picture of my aunt vacationing on the other side of the world. I proudly show off the picture of my girlfriend from college and her family to my own kids, completely ignoring the fact that we don’t get to see each other enough for my young kids to remember their young kids. But my favorite moment of all is when a holiday newsletter arrives.
Now, I am sure we have all heard the same old complaints about holiday letters. “People only put in the good stuff…they exaggerate to brag…if they are your friends, don’t you already know what is going on in their lives?” But even, with email, text, facebook, etc. I still enjoying reading the fun and uplifting news from friends near and far. And if the news is a little sugar-coated, well, that matches the holiday cookie tray all the more. I savor each letter, preferably with a cup of hot chocolate, reading out loud to my family and marveling at how quickly time goes by.
A few weeks ago, I searched through the previous year’s pictures for the perfect one for our Christmas cards. It was a wonderful reminiscing of our family adventures large and small during the past year. And like any proud mama, I could not settle on just one picture and through a very competitive selection got it down to a reasonable five pictures. With the order placed online, I eagerly awaited for them to arrive in the mail pestering my husband every day about them. This year I even sprung for the pre-printed return labels. I have been a good girl, Santa. Now I must admit that I myself did not do a newsletter this year, but New Year’s resolutions are just around the corner!
So tell me, the Annual Christmas Letter – gotta have it or make it stop?