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by Renee Swope @ (in)courage April 15, 2015
I had it all planned:
when they would all arrivewhat I needed to do beforehandhow I wanted my heart to feel when they got here
Not wanting to turn into “the frazzled friend” I can become when hosting a get-together, I banned myself from Pinterest and my own desire for “perfect.”
I mapped out a timeline and recruited help from a friend. Together we would be prepared. Simple appetizers and decorations. A few pretty touches. My biggest desire? To be ready early, with time to spare and room to breathe.
I wanted to enjoy this night. I wanted to feel calm and happy when guests arrived. I wanted to greet each friend face to face, and let her know she was not only welcomed, she was wanted.
But even the simplest of plans don’t always go as planned.
A crisis at work kept my husband from helping me get the house clean. Traffic was horrible and my friend/co-host got stuck on the other side of town, unable to come early to help with setup. I was on my own, with three hungry kids piling into the kitchen asking when dad would be home to take them out for pizza.
I was not calm. I was not happy. Things were not getting done, and I was coming undone.
My kitchen was a mess. The food wasn’t ready. And just as women started arriving, my tech-savvy-son told me our computer wasn’t compatible with our television, which meant streaming the (in)RL sessions (a highly anticipated part of our evening) was looking like another fail.
Deep disappointment and a slight sense of panic came crashing in. Why do I even try?
I so desperately wanted to enjoy this night. These friends. And then I remembered . . .
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