Surviving Remnants

As I sort, wrap up the breakables and clean the Christmas decorations I think of how empty the rooms look. The stripped, red and white ribbon and snow flaked rug with a Christmas red background filled the living room with color and a soft sparkle from the chosen clear lights. The kitchen lacks the greenery tied up with another go round of ribbon that glitters. The sweet smells are packed away standing straight in their Christmas themed box. I can still smell the orange, cinnamon and cloves with that hint of fresh pine. I finish the
chore taking my time and try to remember the arrangement of things, making mental notes for next year. I have read, to take photos of these things, but I find I would
rather gather the memories and neatly tuck those away in a natural way. I think I am done and all looks neat and piled in the red, plastic containers when I come across in my
room a small nook filled with a few more decorations. I find I am happy, almost relieved that a few have lagged behind. Candles that lite the windows, silver napkin rings without the white, fluffed napkins, an unlit Christmas tree candle that was really too pretty to light and a finial that just appears to match Christmas, fitting in. The spoils are pure bliss and I will leave them for a few more moments before finishing the memories.

“One of the most glorious messes in the world is the mess
created in the living room on Christmas Day. Don’t clean it
up too quickly.”
~Andy Rooney

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