A Happy Home
Copyrighted by Lorna Tedder. Originally published in Third Degree Below.
We decided this year to have a happy home during the holidays. No matter what. A warm and loving place full of all things we love and with an upbeat energy. Yes, there are tensions elsewhere and things aren’t perfect in other areas and some of our friends and family seemed damned and determined to be miserable, but not us.
We’re enjoying each other, avoiding the malls, and working together to manifest all the things we want, including creating picture frames of happy future moments we envision.
We saved most of the outdoor plants from the freeze, took a few of them back outside, and finally decorated the family room, with a little bit else to decorate inside and outside the house. We’d had a bit of bad news a couple of weeks ago, so we waited until the tree-decorating wouldn’t be tainted with bad memories. We’re not done but we’re trying to enjoy the decorating rather than the “chore” of decorating. That means trying to get rid of deadlines we impose on ourselves for the holidays.
There was one funny moment in the decorating, though. Apparently last year, I’d bought some stockings to hang by the fireplace, but I’d forgotten or had misplaced them. I did remember that I’d bought two for the girls.
This year, I opened a box and pulled out the two for the girls, the fancier green and purple stockings. Then, to my surprise, I found two more, the solid green and slightly smaller solid purple. One for me? I guessed. And the other for…?
Then I got the giggles joking about searching throughout the kingdom and marrying the prince whose foot would fit that stocking. Yeah, I know—small feet, thick ankles!
I decided to put up the extra stocking anyway. I liked the visual interpretation of expanding my family again, and I’m open to that stocking being filled for someone.