I had a few stories I wanted to share with you today. Stories that have been building up in my head over the last several days. Stories that I thought would come pouring out as soon as I sat down to type. But as I sit here, a New Year about to begin, I find myself remembering the past year, wishing some things had turned out differently, grateful that others turned out the way they did. Amazed at how different a place we find ourselves in now, compared to a short 365 days ago.

9… 8…

The New Year is always so refreshing. A brand new opportunity to make things right. The chance to fix what’s broken. But how quickly we lose that determination, that resolve. Before too long, we are back into old habits, old ways of thinking, old ruts.


And then there are the obstacles we must overcome. Those events that we could have done without. Wrong decisions we wish we hadn’t made. Plans that backfired. Occurences that, at the time, it seemed as though we would never overcome. Wounds that wouldn’t heal.

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But from the obstacles of life come new plans. New goals. Forgotten dreams. A braver, more bold self rises from the rubble of broken hearts, and a new future is planned. Every day you take another step and eventually, the past doesn’t hurt so much. You realize that it all did happen for a reason. And although there seemed to be no rhyme or reason to the way things were playing out, they were, in fact, all part of a perfectly planned orchestra. The feeling of defeat fades and you are one step closer to who you are meant to be.


And at the end of every day, we are aware of the things that matter most in life, for they are not things at all. They are the priceless treasures of life. What makes us certain that there is no place on earth we would rather be.


Tomorrow is a new day. A New Year. A perfect opportunity to start fresh. A chance to prove to ourselves just how tough we really are, to always get up one more time than we fall down. To roll with the punches, as they say. To enjoy each day of this beautiful ride called life, and know that in the end, we used every ounce of passion that we were given.


Here’s wishing you a year of happiness and dreams come true. May 2012 be your best year yet.


Happy New Year!

Christmas Memories

Children’s excitement as Christmas approaches is so contagious that it is impossible not to feel giddy this time of year. I confess that, like the kids, I had a hard falling asleep last night, anticipation of Christmas morning keeping me awake. William was so anxious he was up at 1:40am and then again at 3:00. We finally let him get up at 6am.

The day was spent grazing on candy, playing games, watching Christmas movies, cooking a feast and enjoying being able to spend the day together. Bailey gnawed on his Christmas bone, Remi gorged on catnip-flavored treats, Wiggy Wabbit enjoyed celery and sunflower seeds. Even Flash shared some meal worms with his fishy friends. We laughed, we stuffed ourselves within inches of popping, I even confess to catching a small nap after lunch.

And just like that, it is all over. After months of excitement, planning and preparation, Christmas has once again come to an end. The presents have all been opened, the feast consumed. Kids will once again be able to sleep at night. The memories of the day will last a lifetime, though. Memories of a day spent together. A day of dreams come true and wished granted. A day of magic. A day where anything seems possible. Special memories. Unforgettable moments. Knowing that no matter where we are, where we live or what we are doing, as long as we have each other, things are just as they should be.

I hope all your Christmas wishes came true. Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

Merry Christmas!

We just spent a wonderful evening out looking at Christmas lights. We are finished now, but the boys have gone into the video store in search of a fun Christmas movie, so I am using the time to wish you all a very Merry Christmas!!

Our tree is all decorated and the stockings are hung,

our ham is in the refrigerator all ready to go into the dutch oven in the morning,

and cookies and milk are ready for Santa to enjoy.

So now it is time to head home. Santa is on his way, and we don’t want to be awake when he arrives.

The Best Gift