Marcia Mangum Cronin
HealthyWomen's Copy Editor
Marcia Cronin has worked with HealthyWomen for over 15 years in various editorial capacities. She brings a strong background in copy editing. She graduated from the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill with a bachelor's degree in journalism and worked for over two decades in newspapers, including at The Los Angeles Times and The Virginian-Pilot.
After leaving newspapers, Marcia began working as a freelance writer and editor, specializing in health and medical news. She has copy edited books for Rodale, Reader's Digest, Andrews McMeel Publishing and the Academy of Nutritionists and Dietitians.
Marcia and her husband have two grown daughters and share a love of all things food- and travel-related.
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Everyone talks about holiday stress, but most of us don’t do anything about it. Maybe we could handle it better if we thought of it as an inevitable process—sort of like the five stages of grief.
First, as with grief, there’s denial. Christmas really isn’t coming in just a few months/weeks/days, is it?
After we realize that, yes, Christmas really is bearing down on us like a locomotive at full steam, then there’s anger. Why do I have to do all the shopping/wrapping/mailing/baking/decorating?
OK, maybe I don’t have to do it all—which leads to bargaining, the next stage of grief (oops, I mean, stress). Honey, will you bake cookies while I wrap and mail the gifts? And, girls, can you hang ornaments while I decorate the rest of the house? (Only problem with bargaining is I seem not to have much leverage. My best leverage is pointing out that we won’t have Christmas as we’ve come to know and love it, if they don’t pitch in and help me—now!)
The next stage of grief is depression, and, thankfully, I never get depressed around Christmas, no matter how angry or put-upon I’m feeling. I am a Christmas-aholic, and I will always love all the hustle and bustle and beauty of the season, no matter what. But maybe my periodic attacks of anxiety, panic, fatigue and feeling overwhelmed could be the psychological equivalents of depression in the stages of stress.
Lastly, comes acceptance. As I’ve gotten older (and possibly wiser), I complain less vociferously about the lack of help and all that needs to be done. I try to end the denial stage sooner, skip the anger and bargain more. And I’m trying to accept that I will always be busy and tired and sleepless through much of the holiday season.
I’m hoping that if I can just accept that, then my stress levels will be a little lesser and my enjoyment of each moment a little greater.
At least with acceptance, I won’t feel guilty over feeling stressed! I hope you and yours find ways to enjoy all of your holiday traditions, with minimal stress and maximum mindfulness. Because, seriously, holiday celebrations are not the same as grief!
Happy holidays!
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