This month it’s so easy to get wrapped up in all the last minute shopping, baking and wrapping that you forget to enjoy Christmas. Then before you know it, you’re hauling the decorations back up to the attic and feeling sorry ‘bout the Christmas cards that never got sent. I’m guilty of it myself. I’m usually working out on the road until mid-December, and by that time I’m clamoring to get home to my family. Once I do, I have just about a week to prepare for Christmas. I don’t have time to get tired.
Course, I have a little help from my friends. My talented assistant, Brandon Branch, is like my own little Rudolph—he literally saves Christmas. Lucky for me, Brandon is a talented designer. For him, decorating for Christmas is like me walking in and fixing bacon and eggs for supper. It’s that easy. He does all fresh because nothing beats that smell of Christmas. Lots of times we’ll order wreaths and garland but we also use fresh cuttings from the yard. And if you don’t have a magnolia tree, go plant you one right now. Brandon puts those beautiful big glossy leaves everywhere, adding an inexpensive touch of Southern charm.
But this shopping thing is just plain work. I’ll take one day and just go out and shop all over town. Brandon tries to get me to use the Internet, but I’m a little old fashioned—I like to pick something up and turn it over in my hands before I decide to buy it. But lately I’ve found that as my family experiences more success, it’s become harder to find something that they really need. We’re blessed with so many things that I’m starting to wonder what’s the point of buying something just for the sake of it?
Y’all, I think we need to stop biting off more than we can chew. There’s so much pressure on us to find the perfect gift, make the perfect meal and decorate just so. Even though I have a little more help than most, I feel it too. Instead of aiming for perfect, I’m fixin’ to aim a little off-center this year and settle for “good enough.” You know, paying more attention to givin’ things of substance—like fellowship and charity—rather than a scarf-and-hat set that’ll go out of fashion before the snow melts.
Yes, this Christmas I’m gonna try to slow down—if for only a day or two—and try to really appreciate the little things, like the sound of my grandson’s squeals when he discovers that Santa ate the cookies he left for him and the feeling of my husband’s hand in mine as we say grace before our Christmas supper.
As it turns out, “good enough” will probably be more than enough.