SNUGGIE
So we got our (actually Lauren’s and Caitlin’s) snuggies in today… my G-mom bought them for us for Christmas! HAHAHA They are crazy awesome!
a random jam and bread session in life
It has been a short month, seems almost too short. Things just fly by these days. The week before Christmas used to seem like a whole year to me, just waiting for Christmas morning, thinking of all the food for 2 hours before I finally fell asleep, decorating the house like a mad man with my mom right by my side. I had such a blast as a kid, messing around with everything, and day dreaming of all the special times and fun I will have on Christmas, and then the New Year. I loved talking my parents into letting us stay up and watch the “Big Ball” drop in New York City. I would run through the channels and count how many had the ball being dropped, and amazing to find almost all of them, the major ones at least… 10 or 20 at most. I would look to see which one had the best look to it, best shot of the crowd and the ball dropping. When the countdown finally started, I would count along with them and stare with wide eyes at the big sparkly ball fall slowly from the sky. I was so proud of myself for talking my parents into letting us stay up. They were pretty strict about that ;). Midnight was my dream to stay up until.
Ahh, i loved those days. It seems all of it has passed away now. I am sitting in my bed, without the excitement of staying up until midnight, it’s 4:30am. The days pass by like sunflower seeds loosing its grasp on the flower and flying away into the sunlight, or the snow in 60 degree weather when winter decides to be paranoid. It’s not the same anymore. Memories help, and thoughts of the future I could have are always on the mind. It is exciting to think about where I will be in 10 years, if I’ll be married, have kidlings running around the house like their the coolest kid on the block (which they will be), where I’ll live, what I’ll be doing, if Christmas and New Years will be different when I see a kids point of view, staying up until midnight or getting ready for Christmas, feeling like the week before Christmas is a year long. It will be a thrill. Can’t wait.
Hmm, another day to come. Better get some shut eye!
letters, letters, letters, letters, letters
So I wrote my family letters for Christmas. For me, I look at the verse in Scripture that talks about living with a clear conscience and not doing anything that your conscience might feel is contradictory to what is right… So, instead of buying presents for everyone under the sun, I decided to save my money and my parents money, and write letters. I feel it is longer lasting, it is something they will feel and remember for a longer period of time than a pretty shirt or a new big toy… I feel it is my duty, as well, to the people of the world, to save to help those in need. But the one thing I feel is important is not to tell everyone else in the world to do the same thing I am doing. Yes, I feel it would be good, but do it from your own conviction, not because I said it.
This was my favorite Christmas ever, though. No, I didn’t make anyone cry really, but they all laughed this year. It was one of the most laid back, delightful days of the year; nothing expected, everything achieved, family around, food in my belly, enjoyable other things to do, just truly simply being; living. Yes, so good. :)
Now, the new year? Seems way to much to take in…
Merry Christmas & a Happy New Year!
