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Clarks Summit, Pennsylvania, United States
I have been crafting and doing shows for 20 plus years. I have 3 children and I love creating primitive country crafts. I am married and my husband is my biggest asset to my success. But I can't forget the help my children have been through the years and still to this day. This has been a true family event. I hope you like what you see. I have made so many friends through the years. They started out as customers an are now dear friends, and that is all worth the long hours that we all put into making our creations. I say our creations, because my husband and children help in so many ways. Enjoy my pictures and posts, have a cup of coffee and some downtime to just relax...and come back soon...from my house to yours, Denise

Monday, December 19, 2011

Where is the Merry in Christmas ?

Christmas is such a magical time, especially for children. The belief in Santa is what makes a childhood so wonderful. It was sad once my children figured out he wasn't real, Christmas was different from that time forward. Like most parents I lived through my children's eyes. My own childhood was nothing I would want to relive. But we are supposed to pick ourselves up when we fall, sometimes we have help and sometimes not. Life is short but so many forget that. I cannot make everyone happy, I try but most times I fail. Day after day I struggle to keep peace, mend fences and yet every Christmas is ruined by someone. I turn within myself and sort of shut down because anything else is just pointless.

I posted on facebook earlier today the following:

"Christmas is not a good time for me, hasn't been for most of my life...but I still try and somehow I keep coming up with the same ending.....hope I never run out of tears...the decorations in my home are just bandaids for my pain."

The above post is how my heart aches for peace and the end to family upheaval. I keep so much inside, the hurt just multiplies. Again, I took the time to decorate my home, and here it is the 19th of December and I am struggling not to just take the decorations all down and pack the pain away. Each year I think "this year it will be different"...but it is not and I don't think it ever will be. Did you ever sit back and think what the word "family" means? Are there any perfect ones? I wear my heart on my sleeve and that leaves me open for tears as each year of my life passes me by. I am sorry this post is so disheartening for this wonderful time of year. I guess there is this little girl still wanting to be loved and accepted for me.

I hope your holidays are all that you want them to be. I keep thinking there is so much more to life but keep find myself more depressed as each year passes. Sadly people don't realize that once life's end is here, the fighting and harsh words won't matter anymore. I guess the reason I am posting this is to say Christmas isn't "gifts", it is the strength of your family, those of you who are lucky to have it, and the wonderful friends that will listen and help pull you away from that slippery slope.

Here is my wish for each and every one of you:

For you to never know the pain I feel in my heart each and every Christmas for so many years now. I will leave you with a few pictures of my home in which I so wanted it to be a perfect Christmas, but sadly it is not within my reach yet again.

From my house to yours: