This upcoming Christmas will be my third year celebrating the holiday with my new diagnosis. I still have a hard time understanding that I can shop alone and wrap gifts in record time. Don't hate, me, but I'm nearly done with my shopping and I've wrapped 90 percent of it. I don't do it because I like to be ahead of the game. I do it because I fear I won't get it done in time.
The old me had to rely on family taking me to the mall to purchase gifts. I had to do all my shopping prior to Thanksgiving because I phsyically couldn't manage the mall after Thanksgiving. Driving a big mobility scooter through crowded paths at the mall just doesn't mix. As for wrapping, it took be a minimum of ten minutes to wrap each gift. After three or four gifts, my hands couldn't do it any longer. I just couldn't manage cutting and don't even get me started on the tape!
This past week, I was beginning to feel stressed that I hadn't started to wrap the girls presents. Christmas is closer than it seems. Even though I know I'm capable of completing the task, my mind feels like it's the old me (and can't do it on my own). So, while John napped, I wrapped. Before I knew it, I had wrapped a dozen gifts in under two hours! Me. Alone. By myself!!!
I am so blessed that I can manage the holiday's on my own, but honestly it's not important what's under our tree. It's the people I get to share these moments with that matter most.