Friday, December 4, 2015

Gum on the Sidewalk, Carrot in the Soup: My December

Two favorite found hearts this past week, these.  And what a Discombobulated-Val week it's been, as any week I return home from any trip is, which makes the hearts all the more treasured.  December's are the weeks of the year that more than any others seem to blaze by in a blur of demands on our time and energy anyway, and their crazed hoopla doesn't really suit me anytime.  I prefer this commercial to all the look-at-me holiday-party eyelashes and diamonds-equal-love ones.  My December is not one of credit card debt, and please, God, let me not get swept up in the culture's near-mania that tries to convince me otherwise.  "There is absolutely no reason for being rushed along with the rush," wrote Robert Frost.  Indeed.  I'm spending today straightening up the apartment, then, and finally unpacking my bags from my couple days at Mom and Dad's, shopping for healthy groceries, and updating my to-do lists.  I finished all but the last few odds-and-ends bits of my Christmas shopping earlier this morning and took my daily vitamin and calcium-magnesium supplement too, and I'm counting those as the day's first two successes, one big and one small.  Designating a day or two at the start of each December for today's kind of quiet reorganization will become a tradition here in my home, I think.  Maybe I will even assemble a little Care Package to Self for next December and hide it away with the holiday decorations when I pack them back into the basement again next month:  Another candle, a couple bucks to treat myself to a bakery muffin with, a few stamped postcard to help me get brief thinking-of-you notes out to loved ones, and whatever-else I think of before next month.  The rest of this December day, then, will be one of dish-washing and list-revising, and of journal-writing and beef stew-cooking to help me get back on-track and to feel more organized for the days ahead.  One of enjoying a vanilla-scented candle while writing a note home.  One of washing the mountain of clothes in the laundry basket.  And of appreciating the heart-shaped hellos from God found in both sidewalk litter and store-bought soup.  May I always remember--or at least never go too long before reminding myself--to slow down enough to see them.  

6 comments:

La Table De Nana said...

Yes ..take the time to slow down..it all goes by so fast..
Listen to me:)

Val said...

Yes--and faster each year, it really seems.

Lisa said...

You are right, Val - it's very hard. Your plan sounds like a sound one.

The gum, LOL! And the carrot - have you seen this? I'd pinned it
http://www.recipebyphoto.com/heart-shaped-carrots-tutorial/

How to cut your carrots in a heart shape (not that I've tried it, and it seems you may not need to, either, if you keep finding things already "cut" into hearts for you!)

Marie Rayner said...

You are right about things seemingly speeding up Val! They say time flies when you are having fun, so we all must be having a ball! Love your hearts! and your plans. God bless you! xoxo

Jenny Pesavento said...

i agree-slow down, capture and savor each moment-don't get tangled up in the commercialism of the season. i've never seen that commercial-it is darling! (i love glade candles, i have an apple cinnamon one burning atm) thank you for sharing your thoughts, pictures and moments val. your blog is so refreshing. it's like a hot cup of tea on a cold winter's night :)

Val said...

Lisa, Marie, and Jenny: Thank you. :) That carrot, Lisa! I'll have to o that--It's sweet and not over-the-top. I like that a lot. :)