Sometimes a gal has to admit when she's beat. Sometimes she has to understand that no matter how far behind she is with posting the only way to remedy that is to actually post something. Sometimes a gal, meaning me, has to just stop thinking and start writing.
So, Hi! It's been awhile. I've been living, and journeying and adventuring with this fine gaggle of four that we have. It's been fun and challenging and just as it should be. Now with birthdays still to share. Adventures I've been on. Holidays with lovely family who visited from afar. It's full. ya know? So full that I've decided to skip it for now. All those stories will still be there and we can visit them another time. Like an old friend that you pick up conversation with where you left it last. That way we can move from this moment. This story. Does that sound good? Yes, to me too!
I've been wondering what you all have been up to. Are you planning, knitting, baking, scheming? I am too. It's kind of exciting to think of those few special things isn't it? We are planning on our family name draw again this year. Third year running and so far it's a hit. Also, I'm subscribing to the rules of gift giving that I've seen floating around the blogging world.
1. Something they want
2. Something they need
3. Something to wear
4. Something to read
It's a sweet little thing don't you think? It's so easy to get caught up in the buyers flurry when you go out into the world. All the twinkling lights, holiday music, puffs of breath seen as you bundle your scarf around your neck...it's easy to fall into the magic and forget that you want to keep things simple. Simple because most days your children can hardly keep the few items they already have put away. <think lego piece in the middle of the night and bare feet---oooouuucchhhh>
I'm enjoying the challenge. I believe it really is more of a challenge to do less than more. Do you find that to be true?
Oh, and this past weekend we hiked up a mountain per tradition and found our tree. Early? yes. Excellent? absolutely. Usually our tree lasts far past the holidays and I have such a hard time taking a living, pine cone blooming tree out to compost. So this year she has more time to flourish. She is officially up and decorated. I'm staring at her while I type this little post to you in fact. And, she's pretty. Some may call her sparse, as most trees from the mountains that would be cleared by rangers usually are, we just call her understated. Decorated with homemade ornaments from years past. I love this more than the most elaborate tree because every piece on it has a story. That really is what this season is about don't you think? Creating a story.
There you go. That is what I'm currently doing. Not what I was doing. Or what I soon will be doing. Rather what is directly in front of me. I'll admit that there is some thought to a dear friend of mine who is due to deliver a beautiful baby girl in the next few weeks and I do think ahead to that. But, who wouldn't right?
As the children are tucked into their beds, dreaming of sleeping all-the -way-through-the-night, I see holiday boxes that will need to be put away tomorrow. I'm listening to the dishwater do its nightly tune and I'm watching the fire dance and the lights twinkle on the tree. I'm grateful for all that is this moment. The season of going inward and tending to the warmth inside.
What are you doing?
p.s. Notice all the questions I'm posing? I'm hoping for more of a conversation between us. Like good friends. I want to know about you as well. What do you think?