Dec. 03, 2002
It’s that time of year again when the advent calendars are being opened, the Christmas lights turn on and you can play Charlie Brown’s Christmas CD once again.
I’m a huge holiday girl for many reasons but most of all because it’s such a creative and simple time of year. Growing up with Danish Traditions, our home was decorated, crafts were made, cards were written, Sunday candles lit and cookies were baked.
Christmas has been the one time of year when I create without worry because those who I create for – friends and family – seem to appreciate it regardless of how well it turns out. This has always given me freedom and I never realised how much I needed that until my break these past couple months.
Removing pressure from any situation always makes it better but sometimes, it’s a very hard thing to do. When I began to make my cards this year I was at first filled with frustration – it didn’t look like what I had in mind. But then I remembered that when I was six it didn’t matter. What mattered were the moments that it took to make them. Remembering that, I dove in and played with sparkles, glue and coloured pencils. It didn’t matter that it didn’t turn out like the picture, what mattered was that I did it and enjoyed every minute.