Every year I start off strong on my Christmas decorating, then every year I feel like things fall a little flat. I LOVE Christmas – it’s always my favorite time of year. But each year when I decorate, I tend to start feeling a little shy.
Here’s why: My house isn’t “blogger perfect.” Far from it. I have a bit of envy for those bloggers who live in big, old, gorgeous farmhouses. I see them all decorated up to the nines with wreaths and greenery and bows. All that trim and woodwork and yummy details – oh my!
Our home is full of love and joy and memories. It’s the perfect backdrop for the story of our lives. This is where I grew up. It’s where my kids grow up. It’s where my grandkids come to see Gigi & Papa (that’s us!)
It’s where we watch way too many movies, eat way too many cookies – and even spill a glass of sweet tea at least once a day. (Thankfully our rug handles all we throw at it!)
But on those days when I’m feeling a bit unimpressive, I just have to remember that it’s not about where you live, it’s about HOW you live.
When you think about the reason for this season, then all those trees, ornaments, greenery & such don’t really matter much in the grand scheme of things. Because I’m pretty sure none of it existed in that stable all those years ago.
While it does make me crazy happy to wake up in a place that’s all pretty with baubles and bows, it’s good to remember that even though I feel a bit “less than” because our double wide will never have that pretty banister covered with gorgeous greenery, we do have a home we love.
And it reflects the simple life we love. One without tons of upkeep. Or tons of cleaning. Or tons of stuff to make it cozy.
Because a perfectly simple life is best kind, don’t you think?
My best friend Angie is having a simple kinda Christmas, too! So make sure you stop by and see her home!