|Just a Thought — Angel wings|
|Saturday, December 07, 2013 9:00 PM|
“Every time a bell rings, an angel gets its wings.”
Most of us are familiar with this quote from the Christmas classic, It’s a Wonderful Life. It puts things in perspective for me every time I watch it. We tend to focus so much on trivial matters and get upset at situations that really, when it comes down to it, don’t matter at all.
All the “stuff” we think we need … all the standing in line for hours to snatch up that one item for someone’s Christmas present, even if it means possibly getting trampled on … in the scheme of things, does that really matter?
Studies show that, when we look back on life, what stands out as being the most memorable, meaningful and cherished, are memories. Events. Not things.
I am focusing on the time I get to spend with my family. I’m not focusing on the presents and there is nothing I need anyway. I only want to live in the moment and capture the time we have together. I also know those we’ve lost are with us always, especially on holidays. I can feel it. It’s hard to explain, but I just feel the presence of my grandparents who are no longer with us. I feel this warmth surround me and it’s like telling me everything’s OK. I know my grandma’s hug. I can still feel it. I know my grandpas are watching us, laughing at my kids, loving us from above.
That’s the thing about Christmas. It’s a very happy time, yet it can be a very depressing time for many people. It’s difficult to be joyous when you’ve recently lost someone and you’re focusing on the memories of Christmases in the past. Even though I’ve cried already just this week about the grandparents who won’t be present, I’m trying to focus on what they’d want me to. The happy times we had and the happy times I’m having now.
If you’re someone who gets depressed during the holidays, if you’ve lost someone, try to focus on the happy times. Try to feel the way he or she would want you to feel. Try not to wallow in the house. Get out. Go somewhere — take a drive and look at all the Christmas lights. Go to the store and make a recipe that’s been passed down through your family. And on your way into the store, as you pass by the Salvation Army guy ringing his bell, just remember…
Your angel has just gotten its wings.