Do you ever hear a crash literally or figuratively and panic? Sometimes I mentally crash and know I have too much to do and need to keep going…and panic at that feeling. Then there are the literal crashes. I hit a big whitetail deer last winter while driving one early morning by myself. I panicked but survived just fine. I missed a flight and instead got an extra day at home with my kids. Yesterday morning I heard a loud crash downstairs as I was just about to go downstairs and Nathan yelling “No, no, no!” I panicked as I heard our 9 foot fresh Christmas tree in our living room crash and all I could think it was coming down on Miss A. Miss E was with me. All people were okay as they were eating breakfast. Nathan had turned around in the kitchen to see the tree start to sway, stumble and crash for no apparent reason, other than it is a huge tree. Nathan’s yelling didn’t stop the crash.
There was a disaster of broken ornaments. I shouldn’t have spent extra money on the 30 new glass ornaments this year.
I should have stuck to the non-breakable, cheaper ornaments that managed to stay on the tree untouched.
Many life lessons ran through my head as I cleaned up and redecorated the Christmas tree yesterday afternoon. No matter the situation in life, one thing I have learned is we just need to pick up the pieces and keep going. It’s not worth crying over broken ornaments.
Sometimes I need to throw away the pieces and forget about them, not hold onto them and try to glue them back together or treasure them for a memory. Instead, just move on from broken pieces and start fresh.
Starting fresh isn’t always the easiest route or most fun. It will never be perfect but starting fresh is often the most rewarding.
Therefore, this holiday season, I am going to embrace joy and won’t be crying over broken ornaments.