Remember the old days of blogs, where bloggers would just log on and share a stream-of-consciousness that wasn’t terribly edited, or overly produced, or full of fancy photos? I loved those days. Don’t get me wrong, I love these days too, where we’re all stretching our creative muscles and challenging ourselves to share new and innovative content. But this isn’t one of those posts. This is the old kind.
This is the kind of post where I’m sitting with a cup of tea in a quiet house, looking out the window, feeling too inspired to keep it all inside. The kind of post where my thoughts feel too good not to share, and where they overflow into the space here. To share with you. This is the kind of post that I particularly love around holidays, because we get to just be people together. And it’s the kind of post where I can’t stop counting my blessings.
It’s been a big, good year. Not necessarily because of any one thing. But because of a lot of small things. Ryan and I continue to be blessed with creative jobs that we love, that fulfill us, and that allow us to care for our kids. And those kids, they were mostly healthy this year, aside from a few blips. Which is more than we can say for years past. And our family had so many beautiful adventures, some with crazy mishaps but all of them together and that’s the best part of it all.
Our love for our local community has been returned tenfold this year, and I’m so thankful that life landed us here in this season. One of the things I’m most sure of right now is that we are where we are supposed to be. And the people and friends that we have in our lives just reinforce that for me — I’m so thankful to have the best kind of friends and family, both far and near (and online!).
And then there’s the little things. Watching Maggie learn to open a door for the first time. The way Ryan gets so excited for movie nights. Henry singing us the songs he learns at school. Hot tea. Falling leaves. A fire in the fireplace. My heart is so full of these things I almost don’t know how to make more room in there, other than to be thankful for each moment and then let the moment go.
I hope that Thanksgiving finds you happy, wherever you are and whatever you’re doing. And if the holidays are a tough time for you, know that I’m sending you love and strength. I’m thankful for each and every one of you. xoxo