i thought i'd have a lot harder time during the first week of darker, shorter days. i don't like losing my light at 5:30pm. i have a right to it, don't i? wasn't it mine to enjoy and who gets it anyway? where does it go and who saves it for the spring? i want to know these things...don't you?
with that said, i think i did ok. no, it didn't feel like a 'shorter' week. it felt a bit longer, actually. but my evenings felt a little more cozy. a little more like the holidays are on the brink. a little more like christmas is peeking around the corner in all of its cheery brightness. a little more like hot cocoa with marshmallows and candles lit on the counter. and i like feelings like that. a lot.
christmas lists have been made and much shorter than any year ever. i like that we can't go overboard. i like that i have a limit and can't steer away from the true meaning of christmas with mass amounts of pretty bowed packages and sparkly paper. the girls are getting one thing to share from mommy and daddy {besides the traditional stockings} that will happily be sitting under our pre-lit 4 ft fake tree. we all know that grammy and papas are helping make it a 'good' christmas in the eyes of wee ones as well, which we are very thankful for. we also know that it will help us appreciate the one thing we get them. and again, not being blinded to the humble, true meaning.
so here's my thankfulness in what could easily be a frustrating, pride-smashing moment. and as christmas continues to quickly make its way to our doorstep, may my heart be humbled to the cost of our ultimate gift. a cost that i can never grasp, but freely receive.
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