What Season is it Anyway?

Last week — on Tuesday, November 1, to be precise — Hubs and I went into Kohl’s to return a few things. The second we hit the door, I cocked my head to the side in disbelief, then looked at Hubs and asked, “Is that REALLY Christmas music I’m hearing?”

Before he could respond, the cashier at the front of the store quickly verified that it was, in fact, holiday music pouring forth from the speakers. Walking in a Winter Wonderland, in case you’re wondering. Now, it wasn’t exactly balmy outdoors, but it certainly didn’t qualify as a winter wonderland by any stretch of the imagination. Nonetheless, as we made our way to the back of the store, I wondered about first my reaction, then the cashier’s. Why is it, exactly, that hearing holiday music bothers us so much? I don’t go  into Hollister complaining about their soundtrack, or whine about a restaurant’s dinner music, even though I sometimes feel the need to shout over it.

So why the holiday music? Is it because it’s the “thing to do”? Are we just too cool to profess our giddiness about the season? Have we let commercialism strip every bit of enjoyment out of the season of “peace on earth and good will toward men”?

I honestly don’t know. What I do know is that this year that instead of complaining about the early onset of the season, I’ll embrace it. Rather than the weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas being one frantic bolt for the finish line known as New Year’s, I hope to sit back and enjoy the time. I want it to be more about people and less about presents; more quality and less money. I’d like to enjoy the families that we enjoy socializing with, but don’t find the time to due to busy schedules. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll even figure out a way to sign a few Christmas cards per evening than give myself carpal tunnel from one four-hour marathon signing session.

Maybe this weekend we’ll go out to tag our Christmas tree, or perhaps we’ll get started on those gift-in-a-jars that we’ve been planning. Even better? I’ll dig out the Christmas music and get my own head start on the season, right here at home.

Whether you celebrate Christmas or Kwanzaa, Hanukkah or Ramadan, or just wondering what the fuss is all about, why not share with the rest of your military tribe what you’re doing this year to kick off the season right? After all, who couldn’t use a little more cheer?

About Shari Smith

Shari is the wife of a career Air Force man and mama to a beautiful teen daughter. Though she describes home as "where the Air Force sends us", she remains devoted to her southern roots.

After spending twenty years in the corporate world, both in the legal/financial fields as well as more recently in online media specializing in women's interests, Shari's professional life took an unexpected turn when an injury paralyzed her left leg. As a direct result of her injury, Shari was diagnosed with Complex Regional Pain Syndrome.

Through her darkest days, Shari has found her faith renewed and strengthened. Not content to merely accept such a diagnosis and determined that something positive would come from the negative, Shari launched Rain into Rainbows. Rain into Rainbows serves both as an outlet for Shari's thoughts and emotions regarding her life-changing injury and chronic illness, as well as a resource for other women with similar experiences. Her hope is that by sharing her story with others, she might begin to turn the page into the next chapter of her life as well.