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When our plans didn’t pan out to go away for Christmas, I had to swallow a big lump in my throat.
I had something else completely different in mind. My toes would be buried beneath the hot sand while waves came splashing upon the shore. The humidity would be hugging my shoulders, and all would be well in the world.
We both fell ill.
My son is now also nursing a very swollen jaw from having all four wisdom teeth pulled.
And of course, when you are going through those things, there is no place like home.
Christmas tree post
After I accepted our fate of staying home, I had to jump a few emotional hurdles. Christmas is very different with my parents gone, and my own family smaller. It’s basically my son and I. Not bad… just different.
Once I had a chat with my woe is me self, I just pushed all that emotional junk away, and started getting into it.
I think some of it’s a mind set. We can either be stuck in the mud at the bottom, or choose to run up that snowy hill for a fast and wild toboggan ride all the way down again.
I chose toboggan.
After that choice, everything just started to happen.
Wherever I went, I was mindful to be more generous to those either in need or who I felt could use it. Watching unexpected smiles put a smile on MY face.
There’s more laughing. Yesterday, my son was showing me one of his games. He ‘mom-ized it’ just for me. He had his character wear Christmas pjs and a christmas tree hat complete with elf shoes, drive a souped up car with green lights underneath, blaring Christmas music, swerving through snowy streets, then getting out and throwing snowballs. Completely ridiculous and hilarious!
There’s more resting. While my boy heals, I’ve been watching sappy Christmas movies or chick flicks, taking the time to appreciate the feeling the season offers.
Could things get any better?
Today, on Christmas Eve, I woke up to a full out snowfall!
For the last two weeks, folks have been asking me if we’re ready for Christmas.
I say… define ready.
Is the house fully decorated? Not even close.
Have we baked our cookies? Not a one in sight.
But are we ready?
Ohhh yes! Very!
I think Christmas is what you make it. I don’t need the perfect, magazine home, nor everything just so. No one will grade us.
Others may be missing from our lives, but that’s just life. Why not focus on who we have NOW?
I like to create new traditions as I think of them, to keep things exciting!
For me, it’s about diving into the spirit of spontaneous giving, loving, appreciating, celebrating, and above all…
Merry Christmas, friends! Thank-you for your continued visits throughout the year, sharing my love of junk!
Here’s to your season being perfectly… you!