Feeling a bit worn-out as the year winds down, especially when Christmas rolls around in North America. The societal pressure to fit into the holiday expectations and to conform to certain norms becomes exhausting. Suddenly, everyone’s asking about your decorations and the size of your Christmas tree as if it’s the ultimate measure of festive success. It’s like a never-ending competition, with your neighbour’s decorations proudly displayed at the front window for the whole block to see. Effortlessly stealing the spotlight and, let’s be real, adding a touch of boredom to the whole holiday thing.

And let’s not even get into the gift-giving chaos – choosing the perfect presents and navigating the madness at supermarkets, shopping malls and online delivery tracking numbers. It’s a wild ride that can leave anyone feeling a bit affected by. The whole materialistic side of gift-giving clashes with the genuine warmth the season is supposed to bring, turning what should be a fun, stress-free time into a commercial nonsense. I wish a had a faraway island I could run too…

Despite the intent to celebrate and come together, the excess of food and drink during Christmas adds another layer to the equation. While it’s all about enjoying good company and delicious treats, there’s this awful contrast with the reality of global hunger. I keep asking myself, why not use some of this, to make a bigger impact to someone in need. In the midst of these contradictions, I’m pretty sure that even Jesus may be feeling a bit overwhelmed by the modern holiday craziness. 

I know, I’m a little bit distressed there is no much I can do besides let the written words out. At least is an attempt to feel better! Okay, here we are, engaged to embrace the festive spirit. I know it is a celebration, but still, the constant hustle and bustle of preparations, the never-ending to-do lists, and the sheer weight of expectations is leaving me utterly drained.

Maybe in 2024 something good will come my way!

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