Why Do We Do This?

As the holiday season is ebbing and building around me and as I look at experiences that are rolling through my life; there are days I feel like I’m living the Blair Witch Project. Okay— no I’m not running through the forest at night, scared for my life, but sometimes, I feel like I am holding the camera of life, and there are days my hands aren’t too sturdy.

Let me explain—time is running at me so fast and at such a force, that the moment I realize it’s here I’m already asking what just hit me as I am looking at its backside. Why do I do this? Every year, every holiday season, I have grand plans, yet decide to throw away the instructions and misplace the right tools for the job. Then as the deadline creeps upon me, I run around in a clusterf*ck wondering where I put the damn screwdriver!

It isn’t because I don’t care or don’t want a great experience for my family. I think the huge pink elephant in the room for me in the months of November through December is the fact that I get caught with my sweatpants down around my ankles and end up scrambling to pull them up before I run.

Hence, the reckless, bouncy, dizzy— vomit inducing camera work. God forbid I actually turn the lens on myself and talk into it. Yes, there are days I want to throw on my jacket, pull down my beanie, snatch the video camera of life, and head out to the forest, but those days tend to be the ones I should stay home, build a fire, and sip my hot cocoa.

Thank god for the people around me. Everyone needs people who will grab the camera from you and steady the video of your life. Fortunately, the camera operators in my life tend to shy away from drama. My “videographers” are the type who decide to press the pause button when I pull at the seat of my pants or have spinach in my teeth. They are the ones who record the amazing moments in my life and never get tired of rewinding the best parts.

So I guess in a roundabout way, this is my moment to thank the “videographers” in my life. This is the time to be grateful for those people who make me shine, protect my privacy, support my ideas, and just unconditionally love me for who I am; because without them, I would be just another chaotic, dizzying, heart-pounding Blair Witch Project look alike.