If you’re like me, as the current year winds down, we begin searching for the perfect planner. We stock up on cool highlighters and maybe even calligraphy pens to ink down our plans in style, set goals, and press into the future with hope. With the impending turn of the new year, we plant seeds of hope in preparation for the change that will inevitably come.
Riding the coattails of my daughter’s post yesterday, I think I’m okay with Christmas…, things are different for all of us this Christmas. With only one big kid left at home, the house is quiet. No sleepy eyes or footy pajamas walking anxiously down the stairs. No sweet cuddles and gentle good mornings. No eager kiddos waiting to hear the go ahead to tear into the presents. I’m enjoying a leisurely cup of coffee, taking the time to process and sit and write a little bit here.
Empty Plate . Full Heart 