i did it

Well, I did it. The tree is up. There is even Christmas cookie dough in the fridge waiting to be rolled, cut and baked tomorrow.

Did I want to do it? No.

Then why *did* I do it?

Well, I had the revelation the other day that it's not about me.

Shocking, I know.

Somebody will probably have to remind me of this fact again tomorrow ... and the next day ... and the day after that.

But for today, I remembered that it's not about me. So I did it for them. I did it for the kids, even though the rivers flowed.

And I'm glad I did.

After all, why should my selfish desire to cushion the ache overflow into their happiness and dampen the joy of Christmas for them?