My messenger apps have been popping nonstop.
Group chats everywhere.
Christmas parties.
Reunions.
Get-togethers.
And it does not stop there.
Venues.
Themes.
Games.
Gimmicks.
Gift rules.
Someone even makes a spreadsheet.
Another designs a mood board.
Impressive.
Weeks before December, everything is planned.
Every detail.
Every angle.
Every post.
But ask the same people about their five-year plan,
and the chat goes quiet.
No typing bubbles.
No replies.
No reactions.
We pour energy into short-term happiness
because it is easier.
It is concrete.
It is fun.
It is fast.
Planning for life feels heavier.
It demands reflection.
Discipline.
Patience.
And many would rather avoid that.
But here is the truth:
Both matter.
It is not wrong to plan for Christmas.
It is a season worth celebrating.
But the other eleven months
deserve the same intention.
Your joy in December will fade by January.
Your direction will not.
So yes,
plan the party.
Buy the gifts.
Make it special.
But also plan your growth.
Map your goals.
Design your future.
Be as intentional with your life
as you are with your holidays.
Because life is not built
on one perfect season.
It is built
on what you do with all the days in between.