We had a glorious snow storm here Thursday night. Most of lower Michigan got 9-12". I woke up to the above view of my street (and my neighbor's lonely lit tree) around 7 a.m., snow coming down an inch or more per hour.
Today I cleaned my house, shoveled my driveway, and finished more handmade Christmas gifts; photos to follow tomorrow. My tree is still not up, though it is in a box on my living room floor - so that's progress. Maybe I should just decorate the box with lights and leave it at that.
I've been wandering in and out of the holiday spirit, annoyed at being single yet another year, and missing my grandparents more than ever. But then I think of my nieces and my family and friends, my job, my pets, and my health, and I can't help but be grateful for what I have. I think as you get older, Christmas becomes more about taking stock of your life and remembering what's really important. Like this little cutie who arrived last spring:
2 comments:
Yay for photos with rounded corners!
You are so beautiful, my friend.
That is the cutest butterball baby ever!
And you are amazing!
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