Last week a friend invited us over for dinner and cookie decorating. She and her grandchildren had baked the cookies the day before. The frosting was all mixed up and parchment-paper-lined boxes were ready for packing up the decorated cookies (so she could send some home with each family). That evening was truly a gift for me, a mom going solo that evening.
What’s more, my friend reminded me of a few important truths:
Time together is a great gift. Usually better than something that is wrapped up, put under a tree or dropped off at one’s door. Time is precious and the amount of time we spend with others often mirrors the amount of value we place on them.
Invite someone new to be a part of your traditions. That evening, my friend had also invited a refugee family who’ll be spending their first Christmas in the United States. The seven-year-old, the three-year-old and their mom all jumped right in on the decorating and seemed to enjoy the process.
You don’t have to wait until everything is just right to have people over. I tend to delay on this very thing. My excuses abound. I don’t know if I’ll have enough time to clean. Our house isn’t big enough. It’s a lot of work. But here’s the self-talk I need to dwell on: it’s worth the effort.
Laughter is universal. Though my boys and the boys from Burma don’t speak the same language at home, they didn’t have any communication problems. Who needs to talk while chasing each other and the dog around the house? Their laughter expressed the main point.