I don’t know when exactly it will happen, but sometime in December something changes. Not loud, not dramatic. Rather gradually. You can tell because even small things suddenly have more weight. Mission. A song. A smell. And that at the same time you have the feeling that you constantly have too little time, for everything and for yourself. December is not a month that you “work off”. It is a state. One that makes us all a little thinner-skinned. A little more tired. And sometimes a little more wistful, without us being able to say exactly why. The year is behind us, like a room that you have just left. You know what happened. But you don’t yet know what’s coming. And somewhere in between we try not to stumble.
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Between the year-end spurt and inner withdrawal
It’s this strange simultaneity that makes December so challenging. Everything is going at full speed – and inside you would like to slow down. Appointments, conversations, reviews, expectations. And there’s this slight feeling that you actually have to stop for a moment to even keep up. You would like to be calm. Generous. Relaxed.
Instead, you are often just exhausted. And wonders why it all has to happen at the same time. I like Christmas. Really.
But I like it best when it doesn’t want to be perfect. If it leaves room for reality. For tiredness. For this honest “It’s a lot right now”.
December is not a month to get things done.
It’s a state that you somehow live through…
Things that carry us through
At times like this, I like to hold on to the little things.
Don’t think about big resolutions or new plans – your head is too full for that. But things that simply work. They carry without demanding.
Sometimes it’s a walk.
Sometimes a quiet morning.
And sometimes it’s actually clothing.
Not because it solves problems. But because it organizes something.
Because it gives attitude. And by that I don’t mean style rules, but rather the feeling of not losing sight of yourself.
When you feel good in what you wear, you look different. You move differently. You face the day with a little more stability. This is not a big secret, but rather a quiet truth.
Too often we wait for the right moment
Especially in December I notice how many things we keep.
For later. For special occasions. For a moment that often doesn’t come. This doesn’t just apply to clothing.
This applies to time, to conversations, to enjoyment. We are waiting for the perfect setting. To rest. To better circumstances. And you don’t even notice how life goes on. Sometimes faster than we would like.
So why always wait?
Why not use things as long as they bring joy and why not be the occasion yourself, without invitation?
Life is too short for habitual procrastination. And for favorite pieces that hang more in the closet than in real life.
Seen with a wink
Of course, I say this as someone with a closet that looks more like a well-organized archive than minimalism. As someone who knows how easy it is to collect things instead of living them. That’s precisely why I’m more convinced today than ever:
It’s not about owning as much as possible. It’s about actually using what you have. With joy. With curiosity. And without waiting for that one special day. Because this one special day is often just a normal Tuesday. And it’s worth more than you think.
December can be contradictory
I don’t think we need to explain or resolve December.
He can be contradictory. Warm and cold. Loud and quiet. Beautiful and tiring.
You can laugh and be tired at the same time.
You can be happy and still feel like everything is a bit too much.
This time does not demand perfection.
She demands gentleness, with herself and with others.
A few days without any claim
Maybe this is my greatest wish for these days:
That we take the pressure off. That we allow ourselves not to do everything right. Not able to do everything. Not wanting everything. That we eat what we like. Wear what is good for us. And leave things that don’t bring us joy right now. Not out of spite. But out of self-care.
And now this – before we all take a quick dive
Before I take a short break from blogging for a few days – which I very much hope won’t be longer than expected – I would like to say one thing above all: Thanks.
Thanks for reading.
Thank you for your time.
And thank you for all the messages, thoughts, reactions and silent participation – often for years. This is anything but self-evident, and I really appreciate it.
I wish you a wonderful one 4th Advent. One that feels good. Without pressure, without arguments, without the feeling that something still needs to be “done”. With things that make you happy. With enjoyment, with laziness, with moments that can simply be there. Whether your Christmas days are loud or quiet, full or completely with you: I hope they are just right for you. And for the turn of the year I wish you either a lavish celebration or a quiet transition – whatever suits you.
Above all, I wish you a good, healthy start into a new year. One that starts easier than the last ones. With confidence, with warmth – and perhaps actually with news that is only positive.
We’ll read each other again soon.
And now my question for you:
What do you personally want for these last days of the year – and what can consciously be left outside?
THANK YOU 🖤
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