Ah, Marietta, I truly understand where you are with this! Starting with Thanksgiving, our house has always been a hotbed of frenetic energy and fun. For Thanksgiving I would make a huge, elaborate feast with everything you could possibly imagine. Everyone's favorites would be lovingly prepared from scratch. Lots of family members would come as well as friends we had that didn't have family in town. We would invite homeless strangers to come and have fellowship with us, offering the use of our shower if they wanted and anything else they needed. The day after Thanksgiving we would break out the Christmas decorations/lights/etc and put them all up with Christmas carols playing at top volume. We would dance around, singing at the top of our lungs, and I would start the Christmas baking. Between Thanksgiving and Christmas the kids and I would make 30 different kinds of cookies, pies, cakes, then freeze them. We would do crafts together - homemade wonderful things to give to our friends and neighbors. Then, just before Christmas, we'd get everything together and make huge platters of cookies, cakes, homemade things for the postman, the neighbors, the kid's teachers, the Sunday School teacher etc. etc. and deliver them while Christmas Caroling. We would Christmas Carol to local hospitals and nursing homes, delivering platters of goodies there too. Every possible gift the kids wanted would be meticulously wrapped with beautiful ribbons and bows...it just goes on and on.
This year, we went to Luby's for Thanksgiving dinner. The tree is up and somewhat decorated, but no lights outside, no other festive decorations. Christmas gifts are things I picked up at the Dollar Tree or could get for very little money online, and are wrapped in gift bags. There will be no holiday cookies, cakes, pies because I simply cannot do it all anymore. My oldest son is living 700 miles away with my parents, and my youngest is doing all he can to help me just get the basic minimum of housekeeping and cooking done.
You know what, though? Despite the vast difference between earlier years and this year, my kids are okay with it all. They don't WANT me to do more than I am because they know how much it hurts. They understand that our disposable income is severely limited because I can no longer work. Kids are incredibly resilient, and with some creative solutions, will have a potentially more meaningful holiday season than they ever have before BECAUSE it is so hard-won.
Instead of worrying about what we cannot do because of this horrific, life-altering disease, we need to focus on all of the gifts that we have in front of us. The fact that we have children is a small miracle in and of itself. The fact that those children are amazing, intelligent, creative people who are standing at our side battling right along with us is astounding. We conquer our own worst enemy every single day that we do NOT give into the self-defeating self talk that tells us we are failures, lousy parents, horrible spouses, wastes of time....We are NONE of those things. We are strong and amazing women, and we are kicking PsA's butt every single day. We are HEROES.