Through Rose Coloured Glasses
Kristina Kuzmic, AKA “Truth Bomb Mom”, is a public speaker and blogger on the topic of parenting. Her videos are comical and informative at the same time – she truly “tells it like it is”. She believes that parents should be parents, and not “friends” or “buddies” with their children, and she has no problem telling people that. She is Mom to three children, two of whom are teenagers (who are often the topic of her rants).
We are constantly receiving bad news about violence, pollution, sadness and terror, and it is easy to become drawn into negative thoughts. But a new science is proving that negative attitudes are bad for you and that the best cure for negativity is gratitude. Dr. Robert A. Emmons, a professor of psychology at the University of California, Davis, has even named this new knowledge: “Grateful-ology: The Science and Research of Gratitude”. Other scientists and psychologists refer to Dr. Emmons as a leading scholar in “positive psychology”. So, what is “grateful-ology” and how did researchers arrive at their discovery?
I love Christmas, and spend weeks getting ready for it. However, once it is over, I am anxious to have things return to normal. Our tree is hauled away and all the ornaments and decorations are packed and put away before New Year`s Day. It seems that once Christmas is over, the things that were so beautiful the day before, are now in the way and cluttering up the house. I put away the ornaments and decorations knowing I will enjoy them all over again next Christmas, but for now I just want them gone. New Year`s Day is all about a fresh start, new hopes and plans for the incoming year, and it just feels right to clear the house of Christmas reminders. By the time we ring in the new year at our house, all evidence of Christmas is gone.
Every year, I appreciate the magic of Christmas more and more. There is so much excitement and goodwill in the air. The season brings with it the hunt for that perfect present, the gift wrapping, decorating the house, trimming the tree and of course, the baking. Over the years, my decorations have grown into quite a collection and my house sparkles and shines on both floors and in almost every room. My village glows brightly each evening. Most of my ornaments and decorations were given to me and I dutifully write the name of the person who gave it to me and the year under each ornament so that I will always remember whom I received them from.
In past columns, I have written about Mrs. Richard’s little Christmas village, and how through my eyes as a child, it was the most perfect, most beautiful Christmas decoration I had ever seen. I was not going to write about it again this year, but as I set up my own display again this year, I decided that I could not help but retell the story yet one more time.