This is my first time to celebrate Advent. And, I'm excited about it. One of my biggest desires is to rebuild anticipation into the season . . . to recapture wonder and awe . . . but instead of directed towards the concept of Christmas as it was when I was a child . . . to direct towards love of my Savior.
After being away from home for five Christmases so far I've come to the conclusion that being away from family at Christmas time is hard--uh, I probably could have told you that after just the first one. And, I think that being single and barren at Christmas is also really hard--this is a family holiday. So, what's a girl to do when she is single, childless, and living across the ocean from her family?
Once I tried basically ignoring it and pretending it didn't really matter. A few times I tried to only focus on it on Christmas Day--to think about it for a whole month would just be too difficult. But, last year, I changed. . . I made it a point to make it special and started to build my own traditions. I also discovered Advent and decided that this year I would celebrate it.
So, for the first time, I am fully embracing the holiday as a single adult on my own. I am building my own traditions . . . that hopefully I will one day be able to share with my husband and children. I am creating things now that I hope to use with my kids. . . and if I never have children, I will share them with my little neighbors and use them myself.
But I am refusing to play the ostrich this year. Sticking my head in the sand and pretending this holiday isn't really there--which is easy when no one around really celebrates it--isn't an option. I will spend this month in awe and wonder . . . in anticipation. Christ has come and is going to return. He is our hope. Our salvation.
Oh what glorious, wonderful news!