It’s the little things that make the holiday season special. It’s not about mauling other shoppers for the cheapest 55-inch television, or trying to impress with the latest, most expensive, soon-to-be-obsolete gadget.
It’s about holding the door. Running the vacuum. A pair of gloves. A love note written with a Sharpie on the remains of a notepad. It’s about making new traditions, reveling in memories, sharing warm tidings.
No one should dictate how you convey these thoughts. Any glad tiding should be received as the gift was offered. The words don’t matter, it’s the intent that should make an impression.
Be of good cheer. Share warmth, not judgment. And make this holiday, no matter how or when you choose to celebrate, if you celebrate at all, one to remember with pleasant memories.