I am a very insecure person; I was insecure when I was raising my children, and I am possibly even more insecure now. When the children were small, I tried really hard to do everything right, but since I am a quirky and out-of-the-box person, as well as a bundle of insecurities, I made an awful lot of mistakes.

However. . . .

There is something about visiting my adult daughter at Christmas time, and seeing her beautiful glowing tree in the corner of her living room, and looking around and noticing little holiday touches here and there, that makes me feel as if maybe I did something right, after all.

I always worked very hard to try and make the Christmas holidays special FOR my children, and now it seems that the Christmas holidays are special TO my children.

Bingo.

Mamacita, Scheiss Weekly