This month’s Writer Wednesday topic, appropriately enough, is “Show Us Your Christmas Decor.” I almost passed, because I just don’t decorate any more.
I live alone. Well, I live with a cat, but if she observes any feline holidays, she hasn’t shared them with me. And frankly, I think she’s too lazy to decorate, too.
Somewhere in a big red and green plastic box in my cedar closet there’s a fiber-optic table-top Christmas tree. I haven’t pulled it out in years, and have no idea whether or not it still works. Don’t care.
I don’t care about the tangled outdoor lights, or the wreath, or the assorted oddments from Christmases past. I have lots of memories, but the people in them are mostly gone now.
No, I’m not feeling morose, although the holidays are different for folks with no close family. We may prefer to put our feet up and settle in with a good book, foregoing most of the trappings of the season.
But just when I was about to tell the other Wednesday Writers that I wasn’t joining in this month, I changed my mind. I carried my plush Thanksgiving turkey out of the living room and came back with my plush reindeer, my Santa Bear (who reads aloud from Twas the Night Before Christmas), and my Christmas sweater bear. They all wish you (and me) a Merry Christmas (or the holiday of your choice, of course).
Please visit my Wednesday Writer friends, Tamra Baumann, Priscilla Oliveras, Jean Willett, and Sharon Wray, to see their Christmas decor—I’m willing to bet they’ll all have more to show you than I do!