We're back to school on Monday. A little fact I'm not entirely thrilled about. I've had them all to myself and loved every minute.
I'm ready for the great clean sweep of a new year.
I'm not ready for time to march on.
This is the year I felt I sat at the top of the roller coaster's biggest drop. Discussing Christmas gift needs and wants with Newel, it hit me all that Celia would need next year to prepare for departure to college. I felt that terrifying drop in the pit of my stomach as I perched on the edge wishing not to go over after all.
Everyone just stop right here, why don't you?
The holiday season always feels like madness when your in it.
Looking back, I realize there was more to love than not.
And I'll hold on to every beautiful piece.
The magic of temple square lights.
The always anticipated tree decorating while Bing sings "I'll Be Home for Christmas".
Cookie baking with a dad who is an expert.
The waiting ...
And waiting ...
And waiting ...
And ... waiting ...
thank you NORAD for keeping us posted so well!
An excellent cooking assistant whose preparedness against disasters goes without saying ;)
Simple pleasures of Christmas morning like pomegranate seeds by the spoonful.
Traditional visit to our local retirement home first thing Christmas day.
These ladies and gentlemen make us forget there are presents waiting at home under the tree.
Time with them is like no other gift ... and they play a mean game of "Go fish".
And then the reveals ...
And sharing of well thought out gifts by "secret santa's".
Followed by aftermath delight.
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and all that goes with it. May it be the best ever for you and yours.