Here's your one chance Fancy . . .

Those of you who don't connect with the title of this post - you are young and of good repute. Those of you quietly humming along with Reba in your head are older and have questionable taste in music.  And, frankly, this post has nothing to do with any of that.

We hosted a family holiday dinner party last night.  A party that we have known we were going to host for five years.  We attending four such dinner parties, each at a different siblings house, over the past four years.  This party has been in the back of my mind for five years, kept company by my training plan for swimming the channel, a few recipes, my questioning of the Mayan calendar and a patent idea for a pineapple slicer.  So, there in the back of my mind, it became a challenge . . . a summons to dream big, go bold, be fancy!

I planned.  I made lists.  I went shopping.  We planned.  We decorated.  We planned more.  We shopped more.  I made slide shows (I heard that.)  We planned even more.  And the day started off with a "curve ball" at 4:06 am.  And the hits just kept coming.  By about 9:00, I had found out that Anne Burrell was booted from the Next Iron Chef.  (Are you kidding me?!?) And the day of party preparation went the way of Chef Burrell, and I didn't see it coming.

The party we ended up having looked very little like it had looked in my mind for five years.  It could have gone a couple of ways . . . I could have fallen apart, like my plans, and agonized over the missing place cards, last minute menu changes, etc.; or I could trust that it was perfect the way it was happening and focus on what mattered.  When it comes down to it, no party is about the rolls (okay, some parties are,) or the place cards.  Parties are about the feeling, the connection, the sharing.  People figured out where to sit and the rolls were mostly edible . . .  not fancy . . .  perfect.

I absolutely LOVE that the Universe is lining up so many perfect scenarios for me to truly experience what it means to live in the moment.  The lesson of losing attachment to outcome has been playing out in the most beautiful ways.  When I trust - myself, the Universe, my support system - I am safe.  I have and feel the love and energetic support of my family and friends always.  It is a beautiful life, and I am a blessed woman.