I felt the need to share the pre-Christmas Joy around the house that Jason so lovingly put it, “It looks like Christmas threw up in our Living Room.” Every excuse that comes about to decorate for a season I seemingly emphasize the urgency to do so more and more impulsively, like a SG Hurricane of stuff and things. It cannot be attended to methodically or planned. It must happen all at once when my mind is made up. I have always had mentality to some degree, whether an inner working of my own anxieties or personality. Black or white. Stop and go, all or nothing. Irregardless, winter is near in Florida. It is 46 degrees and a fire is blazing in the fireplace as I sit merrily gazing at the fruits of my winter wonderland.
All the holiday cheer now all encompassing….I feel at ease after busting my butt to decorate over the course of several hours. I find myself naturally slowing down from my efforts, after a long extended trip to see family in Maryland. Returning to normalcy, to the familiar. To routine, I welcome and am reveling in my environment. I am looking forward to escaoing in some NAMI work catch up. In all my excitement I gladly returned to my role as a NAMI support group facilitator. In the midst of some challenges, i.e. having to replace our fridge several days prior to thanksgiving, I am okay with just about anything thrown my way. Nobody is gong to rain on my parade. With all this holiday cheer however, to put it in to perspective….I must remember to BALANCE. To keep in mind keeping myself well. Taking my medication yes, practicing my coping skills check, working on my relationships, but most of all….it is humbling to recognize that life is delicate, here is my Christmas-y world, I am happy and healthy, let me reiterate that..I am Happy…I am Healthy. I am GRATEFUL and Thankful for what I have. As Thanksgiving approaches, I want readers to take away one thing. Not my brick and brack or things surrounding me. But THIS life, the life I am living. I cherish my family and friends this holiday season. But god damn, I cherish Myself, and I am PROUD of what I have accomplished. This life, is good, no this is MY Wonderful Life.
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Oh my gosh, it’s beautiful. It’s a house you want to wake up in on Christmas morning (to steal a line from Michael Douglas). And your post even more so. You got me crying. In the best way. I always wait until after Thanksgiving to bust out the Christmas (I pretty much do it in one burst as well), but for some reason I got out one thing this morning. Not my absolute favorite (I get to borrow some of the special family stuff that’s older than I am now that I live so close to my parents but I haven’t been there yet), though it’s up there. The first Christmas decoration bought for me for my first Christmas in my first apartment. I must have been feeling the SG Christmas Queen energy!
Love you so much, and sorry I’ve been out of touch. Blessings to you and yours, and if you get a chance next time you’re in church, point out the not-yet-there Advent wreath to the girls. I always loved that so much. Still do. So maybe in a couple weeks.
It’s amazing how you put the blessings and hope of the season into words. You have the soul of a poet, and the work ethic of an old-school Soviet Olympic hockey player trying to keep out of Siberia.
(I really hope that last part is not offensive to anyone.)
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And if anyone says it’s too much/the house that Christmas threw up on (I do have to give some points for humor, also that sounds like something a man would say when he doesn’t want to admit he likes something so pretty), just tell them (him) that you a going to have “the hap-hap-happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap danced with Danny f——— Kaye!” 😉
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LOL I loved the Soviet reference, and the Douglas line!! I so wish you could be here for Christmas sometime in FL! It is strange being 80 degrees this year on the holiday, but you know what? It is sunny and we can hit the beach and still be christmasy dammit!! Come next year !!!! The door is always open <3
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