Thursday, December 8, 2011
An Enough Christmas
I love Christmas. I do, I do, I do.
I love it so much, I get stressed. I do, I do, I do.
But I know that's just because I think it has to be perfect.
Note to self: it doesn't.
In fact, it's the imperfect parts that turn out to be the most memorable.
The tree without ornaments Christmas.
The sick Christmas.
The snowed-in Christmas when the X Box was just a big X drawn on a box.
So, with everything going on around here (ie, a little new job, a little choir, a little bell ringing, a little surgery, a little food pantry, a little catering), I have adopted the motto, "It is enough."
Whatever it is. Gifts, decorations, cookies. How ever many or much, it is enough.
If there is love, if there is family, if there are friends, if there is Jesus, and if there's at least one cookie, it is always enough.
PS Although I have given up both Coke and cigarettes, I can still chill.
PS 2 OK, so I only smoked for 3 weeks sophomore year of college, but allow me that one bad ass moment, please.