It seemed like a normal day Saturday – chores, shopping, planning for the Christmas visitors coming next week. Both kids had to work and there was some homework to be done. (yes, homework even though school was out for the break on Friday…the kids would want me to mention the evils of that)
I went out with the little one (14) for our annual shopping trip/prep for Christmas. We were having a great time following some rituals – picking out gifts for dad and pop-pop, dinner and talking, showing him things I’d asked Santa for, and picking a gift for his sister…and adding a few new ones – looking at nerf guns at Walmart because I just can’t resist 🙂 and buying assorted goodies to do some baking.
Patterns, traditions, sequences, and plans…we need them and resist them, but at this time of year I love them.
Husband took the big kid to work and then called to see how we were doing. Since we were only halfway through our plan, he decided to visit a friend.
A few hours later, little one and I headed home. I got out of the car, unlocked the door, and immediately smelled a house fire.
Cautiously walked into the kitchen to check it out and found the problem. No kitchen blaze, but a pot on the stove with the burner turned on… a black blob of something inside and the previously red pot is now black inside and out.
Turns out my husband took a jar of honey that had crystallized and wanted to warm it up so it would turn back into nice, flowing, tasty honey again. (who does that?) Big one needed a ride, he forgot about the honey, didn’t come home as planned and the rest is history.
We are okay…it could have been so much worse…maybe these things happen to remind us. Remind us to be careful and remind us how fortunate we are. I lived through a house fire many years ago where everything I owned was gone. That is a story for another day, but for today I send my best wishes out to all of you.
Today I am dealing with a smoky smell in everything … but that’s all I am dealing with. An annoyance at best, not a tragedy.
May you enjoy this holiday season the same as I am…with manageable annoyances that remind you how blessed and fortunate you are.