In Between

I'm certainly not a Grinch when it comes to the Holidays. But I have a confession to make.

My favorite moments during the Christmas season aren't the parties and lights and music.

My heart is the happiest in the moments in between. When frost and woodsmoke are the stars of the show. When December sparkles all by itself, without help from me or General Electric. When there aren't school lessons to complete, so the kids and I can breathe and relax and enjoy quiet moments.

I try my darndest to keep it simple and focus in on what really matters, but it seems that things still get away from me during the holiday season.

But those in-between moments when I can breathe; that is when I find the peace that I know this Season is supposed to be about.

The Rest of March

The rest of March was a blur of filling orders and rain and gearing up for Spring and also gearing up for my very first stitching retreat. There wasn't much time for breathing or resting, but I did it anyway, because I've learned that it just isn't worth it to push too hard any more. As much as you all on the outside and my own brain on the inside might think that I'm still a Spring Chicken, I just am not. Simple as that. And the better I take care of myself, the better Mom and Wife and Friend I can be.