It was perfectly decorated with all my cherished handmade decorations lovingly created by my children, oddities collected over the years, a bit of tacky ribbon, it was "perfect". The problem was it needed to move back just a few inches into the corner. No problem, I am determined and skilled. Just get belly down on the ground, push from the base and "wa-la".
Enter my daughter who took photos instead of coming to my aid, of course. Tree perfectly positioned down my back, it's these moments of madness that can either become magic, or mayhem. It always comes down to choice. When the giggling subsided and the tree was removed I was left with a ridiculous and funny moment with my daughter, and the world once she posted the picture. Thank you social media for keeping me ever so humble.
It's a choice. I can create magic in the moments that are stressful by making a choice. There is always a choice. Here's to choosing joy and creating some magic in the madness. Merry Christmas!