While you and I are old enough to know we don't need more "stuff", it's tough to convince grandkids! Mine's 13, and doesn't know the word "enough". Good luck! 😉
Such a great post, Kert. It really makes you reflect on waste and individual contributions to excess. I especially appreciate your linking of 'floods'.
I also wonder about the phrase, "spoiled rotten." It feels so icky. Love on that baby boy all you want - that's the spoiling the world needs more of.
I've felt myself slogging through the fast moving flood waters of Christmas consumerism, this year, more than ever. I'm on the lookout for delights, the ones that don't cost but keep on giving nonetheless. This morning, I sat with my neighbor across the street as our dogs ran around in her yard, discharging the retriever energy that can sometimes overwhelm a house. While the dogs had fun, we chatted about her kids, my recent knee surgery, the warm day, the grey sky giving way to blue. It was just fifteen minutes. It felt like a gift of time, beauty, appreciation and joy, all on a back porch under the winter warm, Texas sun. A delight that I'll remember when I see her throughout the year.
For me, slow, appreciative time with my husband, neighbors and friends where being together is enough and filled with the love and light of the season, is the order of the day. Your essay hit home with me and touched my heart.
Happiest of holidays to you, yours and the new guy who has cast a spell of love on you that will never leave. Big hugs, stephanie XO
While you and I are old enough to know we don't need more "stuff", it's tough to convince grandkids! Mine's 13, and doesn't know the word "enough". Good luck! 😉
I think I’ll need it! 🙏🏼
(I don’t know exactly when the developing human brain begins to understand the word “no,” but I guess I’ll find out.)
Such a great post, Kert. It really makes you reflect on waste and individual contributions to excess. I especially appreciate your linking of 'floods'.
I also wonder about the phrase, "spoiled rotten." It feels so icky. Love on that baby boy all you want - that's the spoiling the world needs more of.
I've felt myself slogging through the fast moving flood waters of Christmas consumerism, this year, more than ever. I'm on the lookout for delights, the ones that don't cost but keep on giving nonetheless. This morning, I sat with my neighbor across the street as our dogs ran around in her yard, discharging the retriever energy that can sometimes overwhelm a house. While the dogs had fun, we chatted about her kids, my recent knee surgery, the warm day, the grey sky giving way to blue. It was just fifteen minutes. It felt like a gift of time, beauty, appreciation and joy, all on a back porch under the winter warm, Texas sun. A delight that I'll remember when I see her throughout the year.
For me, slow, appreciative time with my husband, neighbors and friends where being together is enough and filled with the love and light of the season, is the order of the day. Your essay hit home with me and touched my heart.
Happiest of holidays to you, yours and the new guy who has cast a spell of love on you that will never leave. Big hugs, stephanie XO