Isn’t Christmas supposed to be a time of hope and joy? I love spending time with my family and getting to see those that I don’t get to see often enough, but the holidays often fill me with a sense of dread.
Who all do I have to buy presents for? Be sure not to forget anyone! The amount of money spent on holiday gifts, meals, and traveling tend to take away the pleasure that the holidays are meant to symbolize.
Then there is the ever-present argument on how much time is spent at each relative’s house. Being that I have to travel to see the majority of my side of the family, I always have to ration the available time spent in each household. Inevitably someone is not happy with my plans. They guilt, cajole, and coerce me to stay at their house longer, leaving the others unhappy. Then the fighting ensues. I get accused of playing favorites or only wanting to hang out with the younger relatives. I just can’t win!
The sense of happiness that should surround the holidays is ruined, leaving me feeling bitter for just that reason- my holiday is ruined!
I catch myself being crabby to my husband, my kids, and just in general due to my complete aggravation of the whole situation.
What can be done to improve the outcome? Should I refuse the trip altogether? Just tell my family that I am not coming at all? Is that fair? If you figure out the answer to that, please let me know!