I have a considerable amount of Easter decorations. Some I’ve used once. Others I’ve never put out. I’m not complaining that “I wasted money.” I was given all these things. Most are from what my husband and I refer to as “The Dead Lady Collection.”*
Thing is, I have these things. It doesn’t cost anything, just minutes, to put them out. So, why don’t I?
Valentines day, Easter, St. Patrick’s Day, and all that aren’t like Halloween and Christmas. They’re lesser holidays, and not worth the hassle. No one will notice I if I don’t. No one will care if I do. It isn’t worth bothering about when there are more important things to do.
As a kid I remember being upset that we didn’t decorate at home for Valentine’s and other smaller holidays. What happened to me? Like those Little Debbie commercials, I need little me to come and school me. Seriously.
But, I know what happened. I grew up. You know, how school went from fun and parties to “You’re here to learn, not anything else.” During that time, that celebrate and decorate part of me died too. And looking at it with un-jaded, not-lazy eyes I was able to see the truth. I forgot that celebrating means an extra bit of happiness. Not everything can be Halloween or Christmas happy. Not everything should be written off as a going-through-the-motions gift or meal. There’s got to be anticipation and a bit of soaking in it.
So, I’m going to do my best to celebrate things a little bit more. I’ll take those 10 minutes and spend a few bucks. I’m not too old, they are as important as I want them to be, and any extra joy it can bring is all worth it.
What do you need Little Debbie commercial mini-you to come school you on?
*- A friend of my father’s passed away. The out-of-state daughter allowed him to take just about anything he wanted. A good amount of this stuff ended up at my house.