It's that time of year. The Holiday decorations are everywhere, and music is in the air. But this year I'm feeling a bit of caution around the edges of my inner celebration; it's actually more like an uncertainty, a hesitation. I think many of us are experiencing a wariness that seems to imply we're not at all sure just how healthy Santa is this year ... or if he'll be able to make the trip at all.
Many people I talk to are low-to-out on the money front. Most people are not willing to put Christmas on the credit card, because they can't say with certainty that they'll even have a job next month. So things are a bit tense.
Thinking through this, I am struck by the fact that my luck began in my childhood. We had very little, but we didn't know it.
At an early age, I learned how to make 'something' out of 'nothing.' My family is filled with artists and creators, so it was common for us to be struck with an idea, and then - rather than realize we couldn't afford the materials to execute what we'd thought of - we figured out how to make it happen using what we had.When my kids were little we cut down a Christmas tree, we strung popcorn and cranberries, I made decorations using bits of egg cartons ...our tree was beautiful, and we made it ourselves.
Through the years I'd gotten away from that concept of doing without, and making what I need. But I am back to it; I actually find myself instructing and guiding others on "creative solutions" as they struggle with how to feel 'empowered' rather than 'deprived.' We're not deprived, we just need to crack open our noggins and find the ideas, then figure out how to bring them to life.
I usually play my own kind of Santa with my grandchildren. I gotta say, it's my greatest blessing, to see the world through their dancing eyes. But this year I have very little disposable income, so I am making just about everything they will receive from me.
Gabby - the six year old - will receive a doll wardrobe for Kit, her American Girl doll. I gathered up my bits of fabric, trims, snaps and buttons, and have made three outfits so far. I found a small, unused suitcase in the garage. I'll spray paint it a girlie color and stencil Kit's name on it, along with some other designs. Then I'll line it and finish it out to hold the little clothes and accessories. I think I've turned from Santa to an elf ... the one that stays up all night making toys. Haha! But really, when the creative juices are flowing, it's such fun to see an idea come to life.
Aidan,
who's four, will get a Woody vest (he's outgrown the one I made him when he was two two, and I still have some of the fabric).
He'll also get a dickie with a blue collar on it, so that he can be "Fred" (from Scooby Doo) any time he wants to. Aidan loves to dress up as his various characters, and the Chipmunks have now been added to the group. So red, green and blue turtlenecks from Walmart, appropriately customized, may be in the cards as well.
Baby Chloe is only one, so I'm on the fence with her, not sure just yet what will excite her. She's the happiest toddler anywhere, she was born laughing, and is just so thrilled to be alive.
Maybe I'll give her a Nanny day, complete with books, bubble bath and sleepover. That one's still on the drawing board.
My children will get paintings and throw pillows. But not just any paintings, and not just any throw pillows.
For the paintings, I'll pull out images of them I created when they were children. I'll clip the "half price" framing coupon and head to Hobby Lobby. Awhile back, I found some wonderful pillows copied from actual vintage illustrations, each depicting a different state. The details are in beautiful embroidery. These pillows run right at a hundred bucks apiece.
Now, I can't currently afford those gorgeous pillows, so here's how I'll turn the idea into something I can afford: on that same website I found the same images, screen printed on dishtowels for twenty dollars apiece. So I'll make three for each of my two kids, one pillow for each state where we lived when they were growing up.
Cookies and baked goodies will go to a few close friends (made with ingredients bought using coupons, on 'senior discount' day); I'll package them in my supply of 'gently used' holiday tins and baskets that I've saved through the years. A bit of effort, yet not much money tied to any of it. When all these carefully chosen items are wrapped up and under the tree, lights glittering, the fire blazing and carols on the stereo, it's simply impossible to find anything lacking.
Family, friends, and gifts from the heart.
Now that I think about it, there's no need to worry.

Any questions, comments, or need a bit of help?
Feel free to write ... and have no fear ...
That's why I'm here.
Create!
CeceD





































