a strange week...not entirely wonderful, not entirely horrific either. (my Nanna is getting better...gaining strength daily...many thanks for your assorted kindnesses)
so it's been a week of reflection, of counted blessings and deeper thought on what this time of year really means for us. it's also been a week of arguing and fighting and tears and temper and cuddles and proclamations of love.
|handmade history hanging on our beautiful tree|
yep. we've about covered it all.
|Bashy's Solstice gift...a mini-version of B's scarf from last year|
some of it i'll blame on (my)hormones...some of it i'll blame on the stresses that come with this season (and they do come, no matter how hard we try to maintain that state of inner peace and Presence)....some of it i'll blame on me not keeping all of the important stuff in perspective....and helping my Shinies do the same.
but let us not dwell on that which we cannot change. instead, we're moving forward, with new perspectives and new delights.
|a gift from distant Devon....handmade JOY!|
it's a rainy Sunday morning. i got up extra early so that i could hit the 24-hour Wal-Mart to finish up a few odds and ends of shopping...stocking stuffers for extended family and whatnot. (may i just mention how much i loathe that place?). i stopped in to get the newspaper and coffee for my Beloved B....just so he wouldn't have to go out in the drizzle when he woke up (that's just how much i *heart* him) and i'm sitting here with the tree lights twinkling in the early grey light, sipping my coffee and sinking deep into the peace.
|the fruits of Savannah's and Auntie B's baking labours -- choccie-dipped cherry mice!|
|i know, right? :)|
i wish i could articulate the swirling of thoughts and emotion in my head and heart. i wish i could share how blessed i feel to have a warm house and food on our table -- i know we don't have a lot, but we surely have enough.
it's been a difficult year -- financially and emotionally -- but i feel happier in all things than i remember ever feeling. perhaps it's the whittling down....the simplifying....the realizing of what truly matters.
life is good. really good.