Take Pride in Small Achievements

our CHristmas tree Finally finished the paper-chain around the tree. It’s up, it’s beautiful (I guess), and I’m supremely happy. I only have to make a tinfoil star for the top, and that’s really optional. I could buy one at the store just as easily. But—I feel like making one.

That’s my mom and dad’s wedding picture in the background. I sure wish Dad could have been around to see this tree. But I believe in heaven and the afterlife, and I fantasize that he’s looking down from heaven and can see it.

This will be a short post. I’m still whacked out from staying up all night the night before last. Something I will never do again! Twenty-nine is definitely too old to continue to pull all-nighters. 😉

Be proud of the small things you achieve. Cut yourself slack on the things that don’t get done. Be gentle and go easy.

Peace out.

Getting Into The Spirits–er, Spirit!

the-christmas_530387355 Have you seen them yet? The Salvation Army bell ringers? They always put me into the Christmas spirit. It seems like, even if I have no money to spare, not even any change at the time, they always greet me with a “Merry Christmas!” and I can’t help but wish them the same. To me, seeing the bell ringers is a sure sign that Christmas is in the air.

If we sit back in our chairs–try it, right now, where you are—and close our eyes, we can think back and remember Christmases from when we were children. There’s the scent of freshly baked gingerbread cookies and your mom is calling you to help with the cutouts.

Maybe your family went out to cut down your very own pine for Christmas. The smell of the needles fills the air and stays the whole season through.The lights twinkle and mesmerize.  Your presents seem to suddenly appear under the tree the morning of Christmas, and you’re young enough that you still believe in Santa Claus. They’re opened amid some “ooohs” and “aaahs” before moving onto the next.

You play with your presents while your folks linger a bit over coffee before cleaning up the wrapping paper. Then perhaps there’s a special breakfast and getting dressed up for church, if you’re religious. If not then the cooking for dinner starts straight away, and guests from near and far begin to arrive.

It’s not so hard to get into the Christmas spirit.

Just close your eyes and . . . remember your favorite one, whether you were very small or all grown up.

Peace out.