Christmas is always so nostalgic for me... and I cannot, nor do I want to... decorate in a hurry. I am a putt-zer!
I like to open the rubbermaid containers and look at the ornaments that I was given as a child, the ones that my children have received and savor the memories that go with them. I have items that people have lovingly crafted and favorite cards I re-read and let's face it, it takes time (probably the thing I have the least of).
To be honest - last year at this time was brutal. I had to go through and divide out half of everything Christmasy and separate items for each child - it was the crucial blow to me that my blended family had fallen apart and we would not be celebrating the holiday as we had. I got through it... somehow... painfully.
But I just could not bring myself to decorate. I did not want to face all those old memories while I was hurting so badly and too be honest, I was afraid of starting new ones with the thoughts that they too may be shattered. Finally, a week before Christmas, Aaron kicked me in the butt. He said, that's it mom, it is time to decorate the tree. He proceeded to haul up all the rubbermaid and even put up the tree, forcing me to decorate!! I was so thankful he did but was ashamed it was not me making Christmas fun for my kids... BUT that was the nudge I needed... I went into auto pilot and pulled out exactly what we needed and decorated in a hurry so the memories would not seep in. I somehow pulled it together and we had a somewhat merry christmas after all. (The best that could be expected at least!)
This year, I am savoring... each moment... each memory. The rubbermaid has been in the kitchen for 5 (yes 5) days and I am sorting and remembering the people I have loved and lost, so many wonderful memories, funny stories, santa visits, past Christmas traditions, thinking about new Christmas traditions, realizing that Brittany will be at college next year and realizing that life changes - whether we want it to or not.
But somethings don't... deep down, who we are, does not change...
Because of this blog I have been lucky enough to reconnect with two people from my past that meant the world to me 23 years ago and we have re-connected to realize that part of our journey is to create bonds and touch lives and some of those bonds can never be broken, even though the world steps in.
I have been having the hardest time with not being able to see my step-daughters. I vacillate between being angry that I was just a "nanny" and missing them so much my heart breaks. I somehow want them to know that even though there dad chose to divorce me, I did not "divorce" them. I truly have wondered if all I did and everything I shared with them, all those years, was in vain.
Amy and Kim, my nieces from 25 years ago reconnected with me in the last few weeks. They were like 8 and 6 when I last was with them. They both let me know that although I was only in their lives for a few years, they have never forgotten me. The things I taught them (our projects and crafts) and the time we spent was very important and they have never forgotten their "Auntie Colleen". And I have never forgotten them and all the wonderful memories we shared! Their e-mails were truly an answer to prayer and have shown me that even though Jen and Brooke are teenagers and "don't quite get that the world is not all about them" and don't seem to have time for me - someday, someday they will appreciate and understand.
Amy and Kim are now moms and wives with children of their own and I look forward to getting to know them as adults and friends!! Thank you both for following your hearts and being led to share your lives with me! I love you and have missed you both a ton!!
The christmas decoration above is one of my absolute favorites but one I hid, way in the bottom of the rubbermaid last year. This year is proudly sits on top of my refrigerator!!
A "project" memory - go figure! Each of the four kids painted a square and then signed their name on it. There was spilled paint and arguing over brushes and Jennie was in the stage where she wrote her 9's backwards for the year and laughing... all 9 years ago. It seems like yesterday!
The time that we spent doing this was invaluable and they all have a little bit of craftiness in them now (some more than others) and I know, as a mom and step-mom, I helped foster that with this and other projects. Just as each day and minute we spent together helped make us all who we are today!!
We can be stripped of a lot in this world but we cannot lose the times and things and people and memories that we hold dear and choose to hold close in our hearts!! So my rubbermaid might sit in my kitchen a couple of days yet, kiddos... (Brittany is groaning as she just had her friends over at lunch as I was "putt-zin" on my break) Someday you can look back and smile about mom and her rubbermaid and her memories!!
Thank you, each one of you for having touched my lives and for listening to my ramblings and for sharing one of my most valued "lessons" of this most blessed season! And I am so blessed to have been given the chance to have touched your lives, Kim and Amy and Jennie and Brooke and Brittany and Aaron!! And all the rest of you. Thank you for touching mine!