This photo is my idea of perfection, my pre-Thanksgiving tablescape. Every little item in its own perfect place!
The above photo is what I’m thankful for each Thanksgiving and each and every day, my family. These three are my “thankful’s”, Sara, Carrie and little Hazel Ann, my holiday helpers.
I’ve spent years wanting to be the best hostess, the most creative, the best baker and cook, I wanted to showcase my pretty table and squeaky-clean house, but alas, tiny grandchildren with sticky fingers and a little dog with dirty paws always gave me plenty to stew about. Every holiday, every party, I could barely make it to “serving time” before the dog had an accident on the floor or my littles wanted my attention “right now!”
You learn, my friend, from your worst moments, your failures.
A couple of years ago, my oldest daughter told me, “Mom, when you’re nervous, everyone is uncomfortable.”
ouch.
So much for being the “best” of anything…
Presence over Perfection is the key to a peaceful and loving home.
I still like a pretty table. I still put twinkly lights on the top of my hutch. I still have new and matching hand towels in the guest bathroom. Every time we have family, friends or guests, I do care and fuss over everything, as in, every. little. thing!
I’m a creative sort. Can’t help it, but I can change it.
Look at this sweet little face, the last thing I would ever want is for her to remember her “Ma” as someone who chose matching towels over a good story book, or a hug and a cuddle during meal prep. She is more important. I want her to know that through and through.
I want to be remembered as a loving, always have time for you Mother and Grandmother.
How do you want to be remembered?
Do you get nervous before hosting?
If so, I’d like to write more posts on this very topic, Presence over Perfection.
How does that sound to you?
I hope you’ll join me, and please add comments if you’d like, I’ll answer as soon as I read them…
Wishing you a lovely day,
xx,
Elizabeth@pineconesandacorns
Beth,
I think when we are younger we want everyone to feel special, especially at the holidays. We want our kids and grandkids to have everything we remember that was special or the things we feel as if we missed out on. That causes a lot of stress for all of us. As we age we realize that a perfect table, 49 different cookies, a spectacular tree, a beautiful holiday card are not what makes the holidays special. It is family and friends and making and sharing new and old traditions and memories.
Happy Sunday!
Beth Wood
No matter the age, I’m still very impatient with making and DECORATING Christmas cookies by the dozens.
It’s a “racket” of some type, I’m sure.
Your kitchen’s creations are always lovely…still working on mine!
Happy day, friend!