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Wrapping Paper and Fancy Bows Not Required
by Jodi Murphy
For more than a decade I worked in the luxury design field, and every year around Christmas time there were holiday show houses and charity events where the designers would hold nothing back to create the most beautiful displays for the Christmas seasonâtrees with baubles and sparkles, swags of fresh greenery festooned with handmade bows, every room dressed to the nines, dining and breakfast tables set for imaginary entertaining, and hundreds of perfectly wrapped packages that would make Santaâs elves go green with envy.
The sights, sounds and smells were magical! And though I enjoyed the “eye candy” and appreciated all of the creativity, I often left these events on a “sugar high” of the seasonâs pufferies and feeling disconnected to the spiritual significance of Christmas.
As we begin to count down the days toward December 25th, I will do my share of simplified decorating as a way to mark such an important day, and I will be celebrating Christâs birth with a sense of gratitude and appreciation for the gifts God has given to me . . .
I was blessed with parents who loved and respected me. I was always important, seen and heard. They gave me the confidence and strength to go out into the world because I knew they were standing right behind me in case I stumbled. They modeled generosity, loyalty and commitment.
Tenacious, strong-willed, and determined, balanced by a friendly, supportive, âIâm there for youâ spiritâthatâs my amazing younger sister. Sheâll step out on the front line to stand up and defend you or throw on some work clothes and volunteer to help with whatever dirty work needs to be done. No questions asked . . . you need her, sheâs there.
My husband is so comfortable in his own skin. He doesnât compare himself to others or secretly long for what they have. He doesnât get embroiled in otherâs gossip or petty arguments. His loving influence has made me happier and more at peace. Every day I wake up to the joyful realization that I am his friend, wife, and life partner.
My firstborn. My son with Aspergers Syndrome. Raising him is the most extraordinary journey. He has made me more accepting, patient, and understanding. He has helped me find my passion to support and advocate for him and those just like him. He doesnât filter or concern himself with being anything but who he is. I admire his strength to put himself out into a world he doesnât fully understand.
She was born with grace and an “old” soul. From a very young age, she had an understanding and compassion for others well beyond her years. And when she was excluded for not following the crowd, she never compromised her values in order to fit in. She personifies all that is good and right in our world.
So Iâm taking a pause from the hustle and bustle of the designersâ holiday season. This Christmas, and every Christmas henceforth, youâll find me singing praises of âGloria!â to God for the walking, breathing beautiful gifts of my family.