article
Christmas - let's forget the small stuff and embrace the big stuff

Christmas - let's forget the small stuff and embrace the big stuff

By Clare Sultmann

It seems that Christmas has crept up on us so quickly this year.  I live in a holiday town and the shops are inundated with people, the roads full with frustrated drivers who seem to be hurriedly going from one destination to the next and the town, in general, is busier than usual.  But that’s what it’s like in December here every year. Christmas brings out a little crazy in all of us.

Whether it be finalising work commitments before the break, packing up the kids to take them on a holiday, hosting Christmas at our house, or worrying over some family member we are about to see and haven’t spoken to in years Christmas can be, and often is, stressful.

The presents need to be bought and wrapped, the Santa picture fulfilled, the shopping done, the house cleaned. It’s a usual week on steroids with a whole lot of other chores thrown in and most often the woman is the one who bears the brunt of it.

I was in a beauty salon the other day and as I walked through the door, a line of men were at the counter. They were buying vouchers for their wives. It was probably their one job and I’m impressed that they even did that. So many women I speak to are buying their own gifts and wrapping them too. I did exactly that and I said to my husband ‘do you think you could at least write on the card that goes with it?’

Women bear the brunt of most of the chores and responsibilities that are associated with Christmas and that’s okay. In fact, we probably wouldn’t want it any other way. Could you imagine the presents they’d purchase let alone the Christmas lunch they’d serve up? HELL NO. So we take it upon ourselves to do everything- even more so than usual.

It’s my hope that this year, among all the crazy and the chaos and the lunches and dinners and clean-ups and tidy ups that we all reflect on what really matters and that is being with our family and friends. A friend of mine recently lost a good mate of hers to breast cancer. The woman who passed away adored Christmas and all the holiday fun that went with it. She’s not here to celebrate this year and my mind goes back to text messages we exchanged last year between our friend about our over the top Christmas decorations. I think of her husband and her sons when I look at my own decorations this year and it reminds me of what’s important. Forget the mess, forget the potential issues with family members, forget the fluff and just enjoy the day. Let's not sweat the small stuff but rather embrace the big stuff.

Clare Sultmann

Clare Sultmann is a wife, mother of 3 and the founder of Dear Molly.
As a survivor of a catastrophic accident, former barrister at law, published author, and nationally accredited mediator Clare has returned to work in a different capacity. Relocating to Noosa shortly after the birth of her first child, Clare found it difficult to make meaningful and real connections with other like-minded women away from her own network of friends. With this in mind, Clare’s idea was born. Dear Molly aims to provide connections for like-minded women in a real, meaningful and positive manner. It a platform to share, communicate and inspire other women about their ‘real’ life.

Related Articles

Why can’t a Bishop be King?

Why can’t a Bishop be King?

"I think the difficulty is they can't see a woman do that kind of job, no matter how proficient she might be and how competent and experienced she might be, and that is a real difficulty for the party to deal with."

Read more

What tennis season means to me

What tennis season means to me

Christmas may be my most favourite time of the year, but tennis season in Australia which follows just after, is a close second.
 
Some of the greatest life lessons I’ve learned have come from the tennis courts. Competitive sport gives you a work ethic, provides comradery, teaches you tenacity, discipline, self-respect and perhaps, most importantly, resilience.

Read more

So where will you be?

So where will you be?

That's the question that many women, all of us grown up, mature adults, have been asking each other the past few days? For me, the 19 May 2018 has been locked in the diary for weeks.

Read more

COMMENTS

Please login or sign-up to add your comment.


Comments (0):

There are no comments yet.