Yesterday I spent some time decorating for Christmas. I lit my vanilla frosting candle (much simpler than baking) and played my favorite holiday album ("The Darkest Night of the Year"). I opened the trunk that holds all of our decor, took a deep breath and dove into the holiday spirit. I decided to make things a little easier this year. Just lights on the tree - no ornaments for the kids to pull off and put in their mouth. I can't find a safe place for our stocking holders, so I took out my hammer and hung them on the wall. The apartment feels warm and cozy. I love the glow of the Christmas lights. My spirit feels better.