After inspiration from today’s post/gift and Amy, I know I should stop waiting for the perfect time to start writing again, but I need(want) to start writing and sharing now. I have a million excuses, but there is always time for what is really wanted.
A quiet, early morning whispers awake as the furnace clicks on, my coffee cools too quickly and Christmas lights twinkle on my little kitchen Christmas tree. I settle beside the table, eager to start my want-to-do lists. Surrounded by knick-knacks, pictures and artifacts of family and life, I smile. Christmas cards from near and far brighten the pale green walls. I remember teasing my mother because she had so many holiday decorations – even her bathroom got holiday tinsel! Now I find myself having acquired way too much over the years, looking for places to put it all out too! Later I will dig out one of her cookie recipes and feel her encouragement as I decorate them with the granddaughters. And as I pack them up for the big family gathering, my heart will fill with memories of my brothers and sisters gathered at home with mom and dad, happy to all be together! It was a magical time.
I have been given so much, been so lucky, there is no reason to worry and complain.