I’m hunkering down, preparing for the big snow storm forecasted to hit Minnesota tonight. We don’t have to drive more than a few miles to celebrate Christmas, so I’m fine with the snow, but I hope all of you who DO have to travel arrive and return safely.
Stella and D are out ice-skating for the first time this year–Stella was beside herself with anticipation all morning–and Zoë is napping. The house is quiet, so I’m sipping a cup of tea and thinking about the year, about the ups and downs, the good news and the bad. I’m thankful that we made it through each challenge, and now I’m ready for a little celebrating.
Merry Christmas to those of you who celebrate it. May the next days be filled with family and laughter and lots of love.
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