When I began decorating for Christmas this year, it was immediately apparent that something had to change. Brett's health challenges have made it difficult for him to walk or even stand for very long. In my heart I knew that the decorating would be solely my job.
Being a somewhat sentimental person (particularly at Christmas time), I anticipated a somewhat difficult process.
I think preparing for the party fueled the project.
I began with hiring a few helpers to bring down all the decor that has been stored in overhead garage storage.
When that was done, I asked them if they would like our 9 foot Christmas tree. They did. So off it went to a new home.
Strangely, that was a huge relief.
From there I went through every bin with an eye toward what pieces really held meaning or sparked joy (as Marie Kondo would say).
It sports our favorite and most meaningful ornaments.
All the others found new homes.
This tree requires no ladders or stepstools to decorate.
It also resides in my favorite reading room.
We've also come to enjoy a beverage in here right after the lights come on most evenings.
In this open floor plan home it is also visible from most other rooms.
This postcard dated 1934 was something my mom held on to.
Obviously it was special to her when she received it from a little boy at age ten. I think the Santa in his green suit is charming.
It needed to come out of the box I have been keeping it in and displayed on the bookshelf. Might not mean much to others, but it warms my heart.
Now it is down to the most meaningful pieces.
I paired them with favorite snowmen collected through the years.
If you were to visit our home, you would most likely not notice
anything different as there is still plenty of Christmas festivity happening.
Behind the scenes things are much more manageable
and the remaining pieces hold memories and meaning.
This just might be the best gift we could give ourselves this Christmas. ;-D
Funny how priorities change as we get older.
❄ Wishing you a peaceful week ❆












