Isn't it strange how the week between Christmas and New Year's feels so blurry?
We struggle to remember what day it is.
Eat leftovers for meals on end.
Find random melted treats in our pajama pockets...
Well, at least that happened to me.
This was from a party we had with some close friends.
It used to be a pretzel with a Rollo melted on top.
I found it in the breast pocket of my red and black flannel Christmas pajamas.
It had melted in such a way that the candy formed the shape of a heart.
Which was sweet.
But also, a string from my pocket had stuck to it.
Which was not so sweet.
No, I did not eat it. It was in there way longer than 5 seconds.
But it made me laugh.
I ate too much this year (again) and enjoyed too many good drinks.
Smiled and sang and laughed more than I have in a long time, and saw family and friends that I see only a few times a year.
There were gifts in the mix too, and I appreciated them all.
Especially the thoughtful cards from my boys and the experiences I have to look forward to with my boyfriend.
This season is always my favorite. Because it gives me hope.
For a warm ending to the current year. And a fresh new year with so much possibility.
I have so much hope.
I hope that everyone reading this enjoyed their holiday.
I hope that in this limbo week, you're looking back and reflecting on the good that happened.
I hope that you aren't dwelling too much on the things that maybe didn't go so well.
I hope you are surrounded by love and laughter.
And I hope that you are excited for another year on this roller coaster we call life.
Now if only I could remember what day it is...
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