Life. I wish I could hit the pause button like Vicki used to do on Small Wonder. She’d continue moving around her living room, while the rest of her family would try their hardest to freeze, best they could without cracking a smile. And yet I know that if the best magic is found not in seemingly pushing the pause button on life, but in embracing that moment, then that’s what I yearn to do. So we spent 6 days embracing the moments of Oregon over Christmas break, including but not limited to…
This could be the last year we venture north on a road trip adventure – but I’ll let the new year’s cards explain that one. (Check your mailbox, friends!)
We saw old friends, along with their new *spectacular* significants – GUCH from my college days is one such example:
We waited until Christmas Adam to chop down a tree (because it meant the family got to do it together), and embraced a newer, shorter, bluer type of fir tree this year.
We played games and went shopping and ate (way too much) good food. We celebrated little baby Jesus and sang together and reminisced together and stayed up late and slept in and ate cinnamon rolls via Mom’s new Kitchen Aid on Christmas morning. (Which, by the way, you’re apparently not supposed to give as a Christmas gift, according to one of Yahoo’s holiday articles. I think my mum defies all such ideas). We saw old friends who are dear friends, and we opened gifts and watched each other’s eyes sparkle with glee. The marathon of A Christmas Story played in the background almost all of Christmas day, to be interrupted only by the occasional checking of football scores. And in embracing the years to come, the only thing I can imagine to make it better – other than the four large dogs would were in attendance, dear God – will be the littles who’ll join the world someday soon.
Until then, here’s to finding joy in the little things – like putting Santa hats on your poor, docile dog – and leaving the Christmas decorations up until the day of Epiphany because Carina said you could.0