I think it’s safe to say, readers, that being a Deerslayer household means that life is a little bit different from ordinary households. It permeates every nook and cranny of your existence. This seems most glaring during the Christmas season.
While other families are wearing matching sweaters and caroling, we’re loading the truck for a weekend of hunting. Christmas parties give way to camping, sitting by a fire, sharing stories, looking at the stars, and listening to the coyotes.
I have to admit that I cannot blame Deerslayer for the timing. Granted, the coolers and camo and other paraphernalia strewn about the house during this time of year do add a certain unique ambience that is unmistakable. Christmas DOES fall during hunting season in South Texas, after all.
It can be pretty hard to prepare for Christmas while we’re in the midst of hunting season. This is when being a Deerslayer’s wife gets complicated. There are gifts that need to be bought and wrapped, a tree that needs to be thoughtfully chosen and decorated, cards for teachers and helpers that need to be written out, tamales that need to be made. You get the idea.
Grab the wine. Take a deep breath. Perhaps block a few phone numbers like the homeroom mom’s or committee member’s. Do the stuff that you must, delegate out some of the other chores. Focus on what makes your family happy. Remember the reason for the season.
Over the years, I’ve not only come to terms with the fact that my house will never be like one of those on the magazine covers, but I’ve actually begun to embrace the lifestyle of a hunter and his natural habitat. It may be cluttered and stacked to the ceiling with coolers, camo, guns, and ammo but it’s part of who we are and I’ve grown to love it.
The house smells like wonderful things to eat (thanks to Junior Deerslayer) during this holiday season and is full of things that remind us of memories that we cherish. It doesn’t get any better than that. Have a Merry and Blessed Christmas!