This past year still feels to raw to even write about. I shared when I could on instagram, but so much of it felt too deep and too personal to ever put on the internet. I still debate where or how to share these things, but I will say that Christmas felt like such a grace. A balm to the weary heart. It felt like the joyful Christmases of my childhood. Ones that were filled with simple things like candy canes on the tree, a last minute second hand dollhouse find, sibling gift exchange, giant oranges on the bottom of the stockings, and sparkling cider in fancy glasses.

It was a Christmas that spanned the ages of 15 yrs down to 4 mo. old, and I tried to capture a few glimpses of these memories to hold onto for the years to come. I didn’t want the day to end. Our home was where we spent so much of our family time and work time this year – chipping away at each of the rooms to make it feel like our own. Having the holidays to enjoy it together was welcomed with open arms. This old house has been such a comfort to our family when so many things felt like they were spinning around us.

So often when you face difficult trials you just try to get through one day at a time, without much opportunity to step back and see how far you’ve hiked. You just keep going. This week I took the opportunity to sit, rest, and appreciate every good thing. I realized how much this year has shaped my perspective, and pointed me towards every small miracle happening around me. There are so many if we are willing to look for them. The New Year may not bring ease and comfort, but I am bringing the best of 2024 with me to see it through the lens of acceptance and hope. Wishing you all so much peace and happiness in the year ahead!

P.S. Big hits this year in case you want to save for birthday ideas: Memoir 44 game, Alcohol shading markers, Gel blasters, Ice cream shop, beginner Video Camera, dress up sparkly shoes, and a work bench for toddlers ready to be called on the job;)