A personal letter from Kelley Taylor
Really, it’s simple.
I was working on my book, Holiday Decorating for Dummies, at the same time I was working on my Web site, Creating Home Décor.
I thought, “Why in the world do we only celebrate these wonderful days only certain times of the year? After all, shouldn’t we celebrate life every single day?”
My purpose was set. How in the world could I reach out to my readers and give them what I thought was so important in life…a way to celebrate every day…even the crappy ones (just like some holidays), in some small way.
So my vision was to create at least 365 days and ways to celebrate everyday life – not just the gussied up kind, the real kind.
My Take On Holidays
See, holidays are definitely made of pleasant preparation and planning but it includes days of frustration, over-spending, over-thinking, over-doing it all too.
And for all the seasons full of love, giving, receiving, music, parties, get-togethers, family and friends we also take time to realize and include all our dysfunctional families, strangers, those less fortunate than ourselves and giving….lots of giving. And receiving.
We take days off. We give life and the reasons for the seasons more introspection. We forgive more, we worry less. Our busy days have a focus. We have a mission. We celebrate and create traditions that are penned (not penciled in) on our calendars. And we realize that for all of our complex lives that includes a million details that require our attention, we can still find a way to fit it all in.
Perhaps seeing the play “Our Town” by Thornton Wilder at nine years old got me at too early of an age. I remember the speech the character Emily gave and wept till I my sister Karla finally sent me to the bathroom (because she couldn’t handle me wiping my snot on my sleeves anymore).
In case you’re not familiar with it, the character Emily, after passing away during childbirth, returns to re-live just any ordinary day of her life. She’s warned not to pick a really happy day but a rather ordinary day. She chooses her birthday.
What struck me even at a tender age is that she is heartbroken after reliving ordinary moments like waking and coming down for breakfast. She says, in this all important monologue,
“Oh, Mama, just look at me one minute as though you really saw me” Suddenly, she turns to the Stage Manager and tells him that the scene is unbearable. “I can’t go on. It goes so fast. We don’t have time to look at one another ” She asks the Stage Manager to take her back “up the hill—to my grave ” As she leaves, She bids farewell to ticking clocks, sunflowers, food and coffee, new ironed dresses, hot baths, sleeping and waking and she says, “Oh earth, you’re just too wonderful for anyone to realize you!” Then she asks the Stage Manager: “Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it?—every, every minute?”
I think there is importance in seeing a play like that. And I hope that whether or not you’re a fan of life that you realize that for all it’s imperfection it’s the one thing that is truly yours.
You cannot claim, really, anything else in this life – a relationship can fade or die, a child grows up and goes out on his own, and possession and wealth can come and go – but your life is yours alone.
What will you make of it?
What I hope to do is make you think a little, love a lot, laugh a little, and learn even more. None of it can happen without a little creativity either. So I’ll include small creative ways to help you ignite a creative spark in your life. Where there is creativity, there is usually joy or peace…sometimes both.
I hope to see you soon. Contact me with your stories. I’d love to hear how YOU make every day a holiday.
From my heart to yours,