I have a serious thing for candles. No, not birthday candles, and as an aside I have to say I’ve always thought those trick candles you can’t blow out are just a little bit cruel. I mean, the whole point of birthday candles is getting to blow them out and make a wish. Plus the cake. Everyone wants to get to the cake. But there you are, puffing away, and the damn things just keep relighting in front of you while everyone stares…but I digress.
No, my love affair is with those large jar candles, the ones with names like Red Raspberry and French Vanilla. (I’m a purist when it comes to fragrance.) Enveloping a room in a comforting smell changes everything. Work may be stressful, life might seem overwhelming, but it’s really hard to freak out with the smell of Coconut & Vanilla Bean wafting up from the coffee table. Just saying.
Sometimes people ask me what things are like now that the kids are older, and I have to admit this has its perks. I can sleep in without thinking they might stumble out into the street because a dog walks by. They can feed themselves, which is great ’cause they’re hungry, like, a lot. They’re fun to hang around (okay, sometimes they’re fun to hang around), but they also crave time with their friends so I get my alone time, too.
And now that I know they won’t grab the pretty fire, I can light my precious candles.