Why I'm Not Decorating for Christmas
No bowls of Christmas balls, no mantelpiece décor, no lights wrapped around the windows. I won’t hang the three birch wreaths or find a place for the gossamer-haired angel. I will still have a tree -— my son deserves some proper pomp and circumstance -— but I will buy a smaller tree instead of a nine-foot giant, and decorate it less, so I can do it up in one day instead of two.
I know this is the right move. Because the greatest gift I could give my son -— and myself -— this time of year is a mother who is present, engaged, available, and yes, still delighted by all that the holiday season brings. This year I’m going to live the holidays in my heart, and not out in all the glory of the glittering everything else.