As I sit and write my blog this morning, I can hear students practising for the music concert tonight, singing When Santa Comes to Town. This is always such a joyous week in school: Christmas jumpers being worn, celebrations being had, and the sixth form/staff pantomime to look forward to.
However, I think it can also be a time for reflection and noticing the passing of time. I recall this time last year, having just lost my stepfather, that Christmas was not something I was looking forward to as I usually would. I am conscious that this is the same for many families at this time of year. It can be hard to balance the joy with the sadness that some of us feel when important people are missing, at a time when we are all coming together as families. Our thoughts are very much with those in our community for whom this Christmas will feel especially different, and we hold them in our hearts.
I was also thinking about the passing of time when I attended the wonderful BGS Christmas Fair on Saturday. I so enjoyed seeing the Junior School choir singing their Christmas songs, and lots of children revelling in riding the Christmas ponies, getting their faces painted, and seeing Father Christmas in his grotto. But it made me realise how much my own children have grown up since I took up the Headship at BGS. In my first few years here they used to come along to the fair with me and enjoy the girls’ stalls and the Christmas atmosphere. They are both teenagers now and are busy doing their own things when the fair is on.
Having said that, I know that come Christmas Day we will still all gather together and celebrate as a family. They are not too old to receive stockings, for instance, and I know I will still cherish these Christmas times together. I find it so surprising that my older son has only one more Christmas left at home with us before he goes off to university. I am sure many BGS families are already in this position, with at least one child out in the big wide world. That is what we do, as families and as a school: we prepare them to go out into the world and follow their dreams. It can be hard, but it is wonderful to see them when they come back to us, at school as alumnae with exciting tales of their new careers, and as parents, when we know they still need us no matter what age they are.
I know this time of year may be hard for some, but I hope we can all cherish the moments that are dear to us, and that we find the joy in the small things – not in presents, but in sharing hugs and love with one another. We cannot stop our children growing up, but we can enjoy each of the different stages that their lives bring to us.
I will again enjoy the time with my children this holiday, but I am also incredibly lucky that I get to share the joy with all of your children this week too. They have provided me with so much happiness through their excitement, their wonderful performances in so many events, their energy and commitment across the school, and their generosity through their commitment to charity, such as during the Year 7 service afternoon. I think this quote from A. A. Milne perfectly sums up how I feel at the moment; “Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.” I consider myself very lucky to be part of this wonderful community at this time of year and I hope you all have a lovely time with your families over the holidays.