We don’t own a bed.
We are minimalists who rent fully furnished.
Christmas is next week.
Our blended family has 6 children. They are ALL coming for the holiday.
Well, that’s a brick in the gut.
Jase’s girls are 9 and 11. Oh me oh my! My boys are 25, 23, 20, and 15……….been there done that………
Time to raid the shed.
We found the mother load. We are all about a recycled Holiday. Thank you landlord.
The only thing absent is a tree. We live in a fucking forest on the side of a mountain.
Now comes the ethical decision.
To kill or not to kill. To look for a seedling in the name of forest thinning.
I appreciate the shift in perspective as we age. My thoughts are with Jase’s girls and their upbringing. Too young to understand the outrageousness that Christmas has become.
Their holiday is in our hands.
It’s too soon to lay the burden of the illusion of life on these young souls.
In the end we will kill a small tree. We will honor it and thank it for giving two girls another year of innocence, wonder and magic.
Their time of awakening has not yet come.
Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.
The truth is, we are all doing our best with what we’ve been given.