Tuesday, December 18, 2012

I am Still Searching for a Norman Rockwell Christmas

I published this post last year at Christmas and it has received the most visits of any of my blog posts so I thought it would be good to re-visit it. My family all know that this is what I have been searching for. But I have learned that the 'perfect' Christmas does not exist. And what we have IS perfect. I have just had to learn to accept that. Because the real reason behind the season is that God sent down his only son to die for my sins. Because he accepts me the way that I am. And he forgives me for all of my sins. And I wish all of you a very MERRY CHRISTMAS!
I have spent my entire adult life searching for a Norman Rockwell Christmas.
And I have never found it.
I want everything to be perfect.
I want a huge, real pine tree. Decorated with perfect lights.
Garland perfectly wrapped around and around.
Perfect Christmas ornaments hung perfectly spaced.
Perfectly wrapped presents with perfect ribbon and bows.
The smells of Christmas waft through the house.
Cinnamon, wassail, pine and cookies.
Perfectly dressed children sitting patiently under the tree waiting
to take turns unwrapping those perfectly wrapped gifts.
Then they scream and oh and ah that it is the perfect present.
"Just what I wanted"
Then the family gathers around the piano and sings Christmas Carols
while the snow falls outside. And the stars twinkle.
And the carolers sing.
And everyone is happy.
And in the oven is baking the perfect turkey.
To be served with all the perfect side dishes.
And everyone is happy.
But....
that has never, ever happened at my house.
In fact one year my son so aptly pointed out
"Mom, we don't even own a piano."
So I am not looking anymore.
Cause my artificial tree with a string of lights that don't work
is perfect.
And the presents that are unevenly wrapped and have no ribbons and bow
are perfect.
And the kids that will sit under our tree, while not perfect,
are happy.
And they will oh and ah and be happy with what they get.
And hopefully there won't be any snow.
And we are having ham and not turkey.
And I might try to make some wassail.
How hard can that be.
Because I know that this is the reason
We celebrate Christmas.

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