It takes beautiful decorations. ~
With last minute decorating client calls to do their homes, mine was nowhere near done. No blog posts could be written to show the clever ideas I had all worked out in my head.
A white Christmas is wonderful unless storm after storm makes the roads treacherous and shopping for gifts difficult. ~
A trip to the market to pick up the fresh, organic turkey I ordered brought the news that my order was the only one lost. Ekes! I could be mean and give them a hard time about it, but they were obviously terrified to tell me. I shrugged and asked what alternative they suggested. They offered to give me all the parts of a fresh turkey, unassembled, but that was a bit too Frankenstein for me. Instead, they gave me a frozen, organic turkey for less than the cost of a grocery store bird. Yay!
Surely, that is the last of the snags and all I have to do is finish sewing a Juliet costume for one granddaughter, clean the house and decorate it. ~
And then, the ice storm hit Ontario! ~
Trees toppled under the weight of the ice and hydro lines came down. Thousands of homes were without power. ~
My power stayed on, but would the kids be able to make it home for Christmas? It seemed to be problems and more problems! ~
Then, I realised the problem was me! I couldn't see the beauty of the ice and snow because I was too busy looking for cobwebs and dust. I didn't have faith that the roads would clear and the travelling would be fine. I was putting all the emphasis on a picture perfect, Hallmark card home and not on the scent wafting from the kitchen and the anticipation of spending the special day with those I loved.
The house began to fill with people. My nephew and his family were without power for five days and couldn't stay in their frigid house anymore. They didn't care what decorations hung from the chandelier, just that the house was warm and a turkey was roasting in the oven. ~
Grandkids came through the door with all the excitement of Christmas Eve on their faces. For Clara Jane, ten kids in the house, throwing toys for her to fetch, was the best part of the day.
When she needed a nap to recover her energy, two little girls made sure she was petted. ~
Artificial snow from the village was sprinkled all over the floor from kittens and kiddies alike. ~
Everyone was happy! ~
No one seemed to notice what was left undone. They talked and laughed while the little ones fetched the basket of toys to play and dangled garland beads for kittens to bat. No one cared that the turkey had been frozen as long as it came golden brown from the oven. Seventeen sat down to a bountiful dinner.
My granddaughter, Serena, said to me, "Grandma, you can never leave this house because IT IS JUST PERFECT!"
I looked around and agreed because it had the best decoration any home could have.~
It was filled, from top to bottom with Joy!
I hope each and every one of you had a perfect Christmas!