While in Germany, I began making an annual Advent wreath, and I began spending time each Sunday pondering the first Advent of the the Savior for which we rejoice and the coming second Advent for which we wait.
Now I look forward to the beginning of the Advent season each year with anticipation. Even as I found my Advent wreath pieces today, I found my heart beating with anticipation.
Anticipation of what people, places, things and thoughts will be vying for my attentions during this season.
Anticipation for each time I light a candle and how this action helps to re-center me on the true meaning of this season.
I am finding more joy in the season this way.
It does not matter so much if my expectations of quality time or gifts are met.
What matters is that this season draws me closer to my Savior.