My family's a little weird. Well, maybe I'm just weird and my husband goes along with it. It doesn't phase him when I come up with a "let's try something new" idea. In fact, one of my very favorite things about that man is that he's never bowed down to other people's opinions about him. "Sure, why not?" is the response I usually get. I've spent a lifetime trying to figure out how to do that - letting God sand down the rough edges of my "permission-seeking" over the years.
This is exactly how we ended up with a Christmas tree in our living room.
We were in the first week of November. It started with an off-handed remark from our 7-year-old. "I wish we could have pretty lights up all year long." I contemplated his sentiment, not disagreeing, and acknowledging having similar thoughts in the past. The beauty of the holidays is my absolute favorite! The warmth and the love. A soft glow of light illuminating the living room as we sit down to rest at night...
How we could make November special without rushing straight into Christmas? Will our neighbors see decorations through the window and think we're crazy? Sure, why not. My husband's words echo through my head. Before thinking too much into it, I hear myself blurt, "Alright, then let's put up the tree, babe."
And so we did. We ransacked the house and front porch, gathering pumpkins, lights, fall-colored sprigs, and anything else that related to harvest, turkeys, and light. We spent the next few hours cramming our random finds into the tree and laughing about each item. Content with our efforts, we stood back, admired our work, and set a plan into motion.
Each night at dinner, we'd fill out a new tag to hang on the tree - a statement of gratitude. These acknowledgements of blessing would become the foundation of our journey to advent - the underpinning of our attitudes and a grounding for motives. Santa's fun and all, but this season, we'd get to make the rules for our own family. Here's what we came up with:
What are your favorite holiday traditions?
Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good, for His steadfast love endures forever.
M.S. in Marriage and Family Therapy. Earns Crossfit participation trophies. Disaster cook. Enthusiastic wife. #Boymom. Clutches her faith, not her pearls.