It is starting to feel like the Holidays to me little by little. I can feel it. Maybe it's the weather (getting COLD) or maybe it's just that Thanksgiving is next Thursday. I can feel myself making more and more mental notes; this needs to be done and that needs to be done. Clean this, straighten that, paint this, hang that.
I really love this time of year. It's magical and wonderful and solely for the kids in a way only it can be. Of course, it's about so much more; the birth of Christ. It just blossoms into so much more. I was thinking this morning as I was in the shower (my brain goes a mile a minute when I'm in the shower does it do that to you too?) that all that I'm feeling about Thanksgiving and Christmas can easily be overshadowed by one single thought of Lucas; missing him, wishing he was here. It's hard to turn that into a positive. Really hard. Too big and too much. I will leave this thought for another time.
We will put the tree up Friday after Thanksgiving. Happy. We will be happy. Only happy.
--J
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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