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Place: In Bed

Poison: Pepsi Max

Favorite Things: fans on a summers day…

On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me ten shouts of celebration, nine counts of silence, eight opportunities of trust, seven transformed lives, six dazzling light displays, five thrills of hope, four life traditions, three doses of patience, two random acts of kindness and a place to express my creativity.

One of my nearest and dearest got engaged last night and I couldn’t be happier. Celebrating the highs and lows with those who are closest is one of life’s true treasures.

At this time of year it’s so easy to compare and despair about our interests, but I believe when we truly engage in celebrating another we are all the richer.

I’m not known for my gift buying/giving ability and often a few days before Christmas, I start to panic that I haven’t bought enough for everyone.

It doesn’t matter how much I know, this little insecurity always seems to trip me up. I double guess and worry, what if someone spent more than me? What if they don’t like their presents? What if they think I am cheap?

The one thing I can’t be accused of is, not thinking about what I should give to those I love. I started back in October…

This year I did everything I could to have a homemade Christmas, starting really early, from knitting to scrapbooks, to cooking, to photo collage….but still my little worrying brain gives out on me.

The prospect of finishing up work in a month or so, in time for our new arrival has made us rethink our gift buying strategy, to be more wholesome than expensive.

People truly appreciate when we celebrate them, when we listen, when we cheer, when we encourage, when we shut our mouths, when we think of others more than ourselves, so much more than the temporary high of a expensive charm…

I know this…

So why do I still struggle?

I’m reminding myself with two days to go, that celebrating those closest, is so much more heartening than the 5 min high of extravagant presents.

I am going to do my best to worry less and celebrate others more.

Starting now.

With me?


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